Chapter 18 My brother is so good
Lu Shiyan looked at his surprisingly bright peach blossom eyes, smiled and thanked him, "Okay, thank you Aci." Then he took the milk and drank it all.
When Fu Ci saw Lu Shiyan finish drinking the milk, he couldn't help but lick his lips stained with milk with his tongue. His amorous peach blossom eyes instantly filled with endless charm, and there was also a faint glint of a sickly dark light.
When Lu Shiyan looked at him, he hurriedly lowered his head to hide the true emotions in his eyes. He knew that his crazy and paranoid feelings for his brother must not be discovered by him.
His brother was so handsome and dignified, and he was afraid of scaring him and making his brother hate him again.
But he has plenty of patience and means. Just like just now, his brother's body seemed to have muscle memory of him, and he quickly became aroused with a little teasing, so he would slowly chisel open his brother's hard heart step by step, make him accept him, and belong to him forever and ever.
The night deepened, the moon was as cool as water, but the room was gradually getting hotter. After Fu Ci finished putting the building blocks together, he looked up and saw that Lu Shiyan had fallen asleep leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window behind him.
He had been busy for a whole day and night without sleep, and after drinking Fu Ci's milk, he felt even more sleepy and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Fu Ci put the assembled building blocks aside and slowly approached the sleeping Lu Shiyan. His slightly cool fingertips gently stroked the handsome face, and the heart in his chest, filled with deep love, was beating wildly.
His deep voice seemed to suppress too much and too strong affection. This urgent and heavy hot voice slowly flowed out from between his lips and teeth, "Brother Ayan."
"Let me carry you to bed."
Fu Ci leaned over and picked up Lu Shiyan, as if he was holding some rare treasure, cherishing and pious. Looking at the person sleeping soundly in his arms, his breathing trembled, and he couldn't help but kissed him deeply.
"Brother's lips are so fragrant and soft."
I don’t know if it’s because the moonlight outside the window is too gentle and alluring, or because there’s one more person, but the usually cold bed has suddenly become warm.
Fu Ci's sparkling eyes were strangely filled with strong emotions. His slender white fingertips gently unbuttoned Lu Shiyan's black silk pajamas. Soon, his snow-white skin came into view. His eyes were hot and his voice was a little breathless with excitement. "Brother, you don't believe me and you are mean to me. You even dared to stay out all night and make me sad all night."
He leaned over and kissed Lu Shiyan's soft lips affectionately, his pupils slightly gloomy and obscure, "Now I want to check carefully to see if my brother did anything bad behind my back last night." But his low and hoarse voice was full of morbid and violent possessiveness.
The entire room was lit by a small, dim yellow wall lamp at the head of the bed, which illuminated two hazy, constantly rising and falling, intimate and entangled figures.
After a long time, Fu Ci raised his eyes filled with lust and burning color. His tense body slowly relaxed, and the tip of his tongue gently licked the crystal clear water stains on his lips. His tall body tightly covered Lu Shiyan, like a wolf king marking his territory, trapping him in his arms and not allowing anyone to peek or covet him.
A drop of sweat slid down his sharp brow bone. Fu Ci looked at Lu Shiyan's blushing cheek with satisfaction, his eyes full of tenderness, his voice heavy with breath, "Brother is so good."
"I didn't touch any other cats or dogs." After saying this, his eyes darkened, and he leaned over again, allowing the boiling hot current to submerge each other.
Lu Shiyan had a dream, a dream that he was too embarrassed to talk about.
In his dream, someone kept whispering in his ear. The surging and strong love and the trembling and broken "Ayan" penetrated his heart and lungs like a knife through his bones.
He wanted to see clearly who the person in front of him was.
But his heavy eyelids made it impossible to open them, his consciousness switching back and forth between illusion and reality. Then, the familiar touch, wrapped in scorching heat, took him to the top of the mountain little by little, and then fell to the bottom of the sea together... He didn't know how many times he experienced extreme pleasure before he fell asleep again.
The first ray of sunlight in the early morning shines through the gap in the curtains, casting a warm and soft golden glow on the ground. Suddenly, a rapid cell phone ringtone abruptly rang in the quiet and warm room.
Lu Shiyan, who was half asleep, reached for the phone on the bedside table and answered the call. His voice was still a little hoarse from just waking up, "Hello?"
The next moment, a hot body slipped into his arms, hugged his thin waist and murmured softly: "Brother, you're so noisy."
Lu Shiyan's tired eyes trembled slightly, and then he said a few words in a short while. His other hand subconsciously patted the person in his arms as if to comfort him, "Well, go to sleep."
Li Yan on the other end of the phone almost stopped breathing. He wondered if he had just heard something. He quickly took out his phone and took a look. Sure enough, it was Mr. Lu calling.
Because there was an emergency in the branch, he had to call Mr. Lu so early for instructions.
But why did he hear the second young master's voice just now?
Li Yan frowned suddenly. Why was the second young master in Mr. Lu’s room so early?
And judging by the way President Lu coaxed the Second Young Master just now, it seemed that the two of them were sleeping together.
Li Yan pursed his lips to hide the surprise in his eyes, but then he wondered if he was making a fuss out of nothing.
Mr. Lu and the second young master are brothers, although not blood brothers. But with the second young master's IQ, and Mr. Lu being so proud and self-respecting, a man as brilliant as the moon, who can have any bed partner he wants, he shouldn't be such a beast, right?
After Lu Shiyan hung up the phone, the hand that was gently stroking Fu Ci's bare white shoulder suddenly froze. His consciousness returned instantly, as if his wandering soul had finally returned to his body, and his blurred eyes gradually became clear.
He lowered his eyes to look at Fu Ci who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and his heart suddenly trembled. Why was Fu Ci sleeping with him?
Lu Shiyan looked up at the furnishings in the room, his eyes fell on the building blocks that had been assembled but not yet placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. He guessed that he must have fallen asleep because he was too tired, and that was why Ah Ci carried him to bed.
He lay back on the pillow and raised his hands to cover his eyes and eyebrows, but the erotic memories in his dream suddenly came back like fragments, and the familiar lazy and comfortable feeling in his body made him blush instantly.
Lu Shiyan has always been good at planning and strategizing, but a trace of panic and helplessness flashed across his calm face. Could he be such a beast that he felt relieved by having a wet dream on A Ci's bed?
Thinking of the scenes in his dreams of pursuing ecstasy again and again, falling through the air in disorder and weightlessness, losing his voice and control, he closed his eyes in shame and anger.
Lu Shiyan's hand subconsciously reached under his body, but fortunately he didn't feel the sticky feeling that made him embarrassed. It must have been just a wet dream, and his heart finally relaxed a little.
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