In the teahouse, Cen Feng was drinking tea with Wang Zhensheng.
Her face was rosy, and from time to time she stretched out her fingers to touch the simple gold ring on her left hand. Her eyes were full of satisfaction, and she was completely different from her previous haggard appearance.
"Sister Cen, it's been many years since we drank tea like this." Wang Zhensheng sighed and filled Cen Feng's cup with half a cup of Longjing.
The tea leaves, which appear even fresher because they are fully soaked, swirl in the cup, looking very pleasing to the eye.
Cen Feng lifted the teacup to his lips, blew the tea leaves aside, and took a sip. "Yeah, thinking back to the past few years, it was really worse than death."
"It's all in the past," Wang Zhensheng waved his hand, not wanting her to talk about those sad things again, so he simply changed the subject, "I heard that you recommended a script to Qinghuan?"
"Well," Cen Feng's smile became more amiable when talking about Yu Qinghuan, "In recent years, there have been many proposals on professional ethics. I heard a little bit of rumors before. Starting this year, the country will pay more attention to this area."
After a pause, he smiled and said, "That's why I privately recommended "Revenge" to Qing Huan. It's just a token of my appreciation."
Wang Zhensheng said, "It's a good idea to recommend Revenge to that kid." Thinking of what happened online a few days ago, he still couldn't help but get angry, "Everyone says he's lucky, but actually...ah."
Wang Zhensheng's eyes were complicated. He paused for a long time before he said, "Who would want to have their mental illness exposed and known to the whole country? Although this matter is also beneficial to him, if I were Qinghuan, I would rather not have this benefit."
Cen Feng nodded and said, "That's right!"
He took out his phone, clicked on the relevant news, and pushed it in front of Wang Zhensheng. "I heard that Siji has had a lot of problems with patients asking for money back recently. If this continues, even if Dong Wei is famous, I guess the consulting firm won't be able to continue."
"He is also responsible for this matter," Wang Zhensheng slowly swallowed the tea in his mouth and said, "It's his fault that he shouldn't have given his niece a backdoor. Fortunately, Qinghuan is not a stubborn person, otherwise who knows what the consequences would be."
The two old men hadn't seen each other for a long time and had a lot to talk about. Since neither of them had children, the topic focused on Yu Qinghuan. They even discussed what path was suitable for Yu Qinghuan and planned to call him out next time to have a good talk with him.
It was not until the evening that they left the teahouse and went home.
Yu Qinghuan, who was the center of their conversation, had just finished taking a shower and was sitting on the sofa, reading a book seriously.
He pretended to be serious, but actually he didn't read a single word.
His heart beat faster and his eyes couldn't help but look at the box of condoms and sex toys in the corner.
Although the conversation between the two was interrupted by the dean last time, he had already told Huo Qu everything that needed to be said. He knew very well that it would not be so easy to fool people this time.
Even though I was mentally prepared, when the moment really came, I still felt nervous and ashamed.
Yu Qinghuan patted her hot cheeks and wanted to go to the balcony to get some fresh air, when she suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps. As soon as he raised his head, he felt a flash before his eyes. Huo Qu's tall body was pressing down on him, like a leopard staring at its prey in the dark, and suddenly pounced on him to the ground.
He had just finished a shower, and there was still a trace of moisture on his body, but his body temperature was frighteningly high. The scorching heat made Yu Qinghuan shiver even through her pajamas.
“Huo Qu, wait, wait a minute…” Yu Qinghuan turned her head away from his lips, grabbed his arm with both hands, and said with difficulty: “Don’t, don’t do it here.”
During the renovation, Yu Qinghuan thought the carpet was difficult to maintain, so she did not lay it. Feeling the hardness under him, he suddenly felt a little regretful. If Huo Qu really couldn't help but come here, his waist would be broken!
Huo Qu didn't answer. He pressed his forehead against his, and his heavy, hot breath sprayed all over Yu Qinghuan's face. His right hand also eagerly reached under the hem of his pajamas and kept groping.
When he touched the small bump, he paused suddenly, then pinched it hard.
"Hiss——" Yu Qinghuan gasped in pain. Her slender and flexible waist suddenly bounced up and her thighs just brushed Huo Qu's waist, instantly arousing him even more fanatically.
Perhaps because he was holding it in too much, Huo Qu's eyes turned red, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his movements became more ferocious, just like a little wolfdog.
Yu Qinghuan's neck was sore from his sucking, and it felt a bit unusually stimulating. He suppressed the moan in his throat, raised his hand to touch Huo Qu's hair, and panted, "You can do it, but don't let me get hurt..."
Huo Qu stopped moving and licked the deep bite mark on his collarbone in a flattering manner. Then he bit him less forcefully, but he still kissed and bit him at the same time, as if it was an instinct that could not be changed.
When Huo Qu is in bed, he always speaks little and... is very purposeful.
When Yu Qinghuan was dizzy and hadn't reacted yet, he had already impatiently turned him over and put his hand on the key part.
Yu Qinghuan shuddered and suddenly woke up.
"Go to the bedroom," he held Huo Qu's hand with his backhand and said again.
Huo Qu stopped moving, and the air in the entire living room seemed to be still, but there was a very hot flame burning in it, getting more and more intense.
Yu Qinghuan had his back to him and couldn't see his expression. He felt uncomfortable with such silence and was about to turn over when Huo Qu suddenly picked him up by the waist.
Yu Qinghuan's heartbeat was violent, and he hugged Huo Qu's neck reflexively. After a few seconds, he came to his senses, "Why are you suddenly like this?"
Beads of sweat flowed down Huo Qu's handsome features and fell onto Yu Qinghuan's shoulders where her clothes were half-unbuttoned. He looked down at him in confusion, "You were the one who said to go to the bed."
"I can walk by myself." Yu Qinghuan's cheeks were hot, and she was so embarrassed that she barely raised her head. She unconsciously scratched the end of Huo Qu's hair and asked again, "Why are you so strong?"
They both use the treadmill at home, but is Huo Qu more talented than him in exercise? !
Huo Qu pursed his lips, looked at him and smiled, "I want to hug you."
Yu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then the corners of her lips could not help but curl up, and she raised her head and kissed him on the chin.
Even while holding Yu Qinghuan, Huo Qu still didn't forget his condom. He bent down with great effort, finally grabbed a handful, and walked quickly to the bedroom.
Yu Qinghuan couldn't help laughing as she watched. She originally felt a little embarrassed, but now all her feelings turned into love for this person.
I want to...give him everything I can, as long as he is happy.
It’s just… although Yu Qinghuan finally made the decision, he still encountered difficulties when putting it into practice.
No, there's no lubricant in the prize.
After fully understanding the uses of lubricants, Huo Qu's expression at that moment was as if he was struck by lightning. He pinched Yu Qinghuan's waist tightly, his eyes red, "Indian magic oil?"
Yu Qinghuan: “…”
Yu Qinghuan held down his restless hand and said helplessly, "That won't work. You can't use too much."
"Then what should we do? What about Qinghuan?" Huo Qu asked anxiously, biting his well-shaped shoulder blade.
Yu Qinghuan was silent for a while. Just when Huo Qu was about to lose his patience, he suddenly pulled his hand over, licked it on his lips, lowered his eyes and said with an unsteady breath: "Like this..."
Although it may be a little harder, it shouldn't be a big problem since there is lubricant on the condom.
After a lot of hard work, the condom package that Huo Qu had been waiting for for a long time was finally torn open, and Yu Qinghuan began to get nervous.
However, he waited anxiously for a long time, but did not see Huo Qu move, so he could not help but look back.
"Qinghuan, it hurts a little..." Huo Qu frowned and looked uncomfortable.
pain? How could that be? Yu Qinghuan was stunned, then looked down at the size on the package, and his lust turned into helplessness in an instant, "Why do you want the smallest size?"
Huo Qu looked at him blankly, "I don't know..."
The two of them stared at each other for a long time. Finally, seeing that he lowered his head in grievance, Yu Qinghuan couldn't help but stand up, kissed him on the lips, and put the condom on him.
Pushing his sweaty hair aside, she said softly, "No need for condoms, let's do it this way."
I thought Huo Qu would jump up to me again in high spirits, but Yu Qinghuan waited for a long time and he didn't make any move. Just when I was about to comfort him again, I saw him suddenly sit down on the bed in frustration and burrow into the quilt.
After a while, only a little bit of the black head was exposed and shook, "No."
"What's wrong?" Yu Qinghuan was both angry and amused. It turned out that this person was angry? After thinking about it, I was afraid of leaving any shadow on him, so I had to put on my pajamas in a hurry, and said with a hot face: "You can also come directly, without that."
Huo Qu still shook his head. When Yu Qinghuan couldn't help asking him why, his aggrieved and serious voice suddenly came to his ears, "I can't let you get hurt..."
Yu Qinghuan paused, and a huge warmth suddenly rose in his chest.
He knew how much he wanted it, but even at this moment when the arrow was on the string and had to be shot, he still put himself first.
Yu Qinghuan couldn't help but cover her chest, and waited until the surging emotions in her heart subsided a little before she lifted the quilt and leaned over.
Huo Qu had his back to him, and his back looked very desolate and helpless. Yu Qinghuan curled his eyes and was about to push him.
Huo Qu suddenly turned over, lowered his eyelashes and whispered, "Qing Huan, I'm a little angry." He paused, afraid that he would misunderstand, and quickly added, "I'm angry at myself."
With his scorching hot hands, he found Yu Qinghuan's in the bed and nervously covered her, "Qinghuan, hug me..."
"No," Yu Qinghuan smiled, met Huo Qu's sad and hurt eyes, lifted the quilt and crawled in, a slightly muffled voice came out from inside, "But I can kiss you."
Huo Qu's eyes suddenly widened and his breathing became disordered.
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