Chapter 57: I can pretend to be whatever my brother likes
There seemed to be a small flame burning in Fu Ci's sparkling eyes, and there was a hint of red at the corners of his eyes, which was misted with water vapor. He was passionate and seductive, but also had a bit of wet grievance.
A big hand grabbed Lu Shiyan's white and slender palm and placed it on his violently beating heart. The remaining heat in his chest made his skin turn a layer of pink.
A clean and magnetic voice came up softly, "Brother, my heart is beating so fast!" The ending tone rose slightly, making people's ears numb and hot.
"It said it missed you." Jade's fingertips stretched, touched, and ignited along the distinct muscle texture, "And here..."
Lu Shiyan's cold voice was slightly hoarse, and the ending tone was extremely long, with an innate nobility, "Oh, how much do you miss me?"
With just a few words, the emotions in Fu Ci's eyes were about to turn violent, and he instantly transformed from a pitiful puppy begging for mercy into a hungry wolf that plundered everything in the dark night.
Lu Shiyan was pressed against the door, the moonlight outside the window spread inch by inch, the scorching temperature in the room climbed steadily, he was pursuing bliss in disorder, falling through the air in weightlessness, losing his voice, losing control.
It's a pity that this surging tide of emotions finally came to an abrupt end in Lu Shiyan's charming and cold eyes.
At this moment, Fu Ci finally understood that no matter how intense, paranoid, heavy and firm his love was, he had never had the final say in this affair, including this relationship.
The Lu Shiyan in front of him still looked as dignified and cold as when he was dragged in just now, but he had already been completely broken both physically and mentally.
His red eyes were filled with deep affection. His heart ached and felt even more anxious than his tense body. "Why?"
"Brother, are you tired of me?"
It can be seen that Lu Shiyan has completely sobered up from this relationship, returned to his usual restraint and tolerance, and directly took the dominant position.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes flickering, and looked at Fu Ci casually, his thin lips slightly pursed as if with a warning, "Ah Ci, I told you to be good."
"But you're crossing the line so quickly."
Lu Shiyan grew up under the strict discipline of his grandparents. He is calm, reserved and self-respecting, and those etiquette educations are ingrained in his bones.
For the first twenty-five years of his life, he was law-abiding, calm and reserved, facing countless intrigues and hypocrisy in the business world every day. He seemed aloof but in fact he was cold-hearted and emotionless.
Fu Ci is just the opposite. He is simple and clear, young and passionate, and completely satisfied with being alone, so it is not surprising that Lu Shiyan is attracted to him.
The ardent love, the intense entanglement, the fusion of body and mind... Lu Shiyan was once addicted to it, unable to extricate himself, just like opening Pandora's box, knowing that it was wrong but still wanting to explore that moment of joy and excitement.
He admitted that he liked Fu Ci a little, otherwise things would not have developed to this point. Just like now, looking at Fu Ci's red eyes, he felt distressed, but it was just heartache. Reason would not allow him to indulge him in his nonsense.
He, Lu Shiyan, can get lost for a while, but he must never indulge in it forever.
Seeing Lu Shiyan about to leave, Fu Ci suddenly grabbed his hand and placed it on his cheek, desperately trying to keep him, "Brother, it's not that I'm not being obedient."
"I'm afraid." His voice was very soft, like the fluttering wings of a butterfly, so soft that it seemed effortless and could be easily broken. "Brother, you are so good, and there are so many people who like you, but I'm just a little fool. I'm afraid you won't want me."
Fu Ci's heart felt empty, as if the whole world had left him. Especially after knowing that Lu Yanzhou would never leave again, he became more and more lost.
After all, there are the love, hatred and grievances of the previous generation between them, and the estrangement between Lu Shiyan and Lu Yanzhou is also because of him. With these mundane things between the two of them, he is afraid that he will slowly be disliked by Lu Shiyan.
This kind of uncontrollable emotion of worrying about gains and losses has been tormenting his heart, as if it could tear him apart at any time. Although Lu Shiyan asked him to be a good boy, he was afraid and did not dare to take the risk.
Just like he knew how bright and brilliant Lu Shiyan looked on the outside, and how cold-hearted and aloof he was on the inside.
The unknown possessiveness and paranoia in his heart kept surging, so he urgently wanted to confirm that Lu Shiyan also liked him and could not live without him, so he seduced him tonight.
Perhaps only the collision of body and mind can allow him to find a trace of his own. He is afraid that those lingering and possessive, tenderness and beauty are just a dream woven by himself.
Lu Shiyan pulled his hand back, glaring at him coldly, "Aci, this won't happen again!"
Fu Ci looked at his back as he turned and left without hesitation. He seemed unable to accept Lu Shiyan's indifference. His hot and passionate heart instantly fell into the bottomless abyss and became icy cold to the bone.
His hands hanging at his sides were clenched into fists, and his tall and straight body instantly collapsed to the ground. He murmured in a low and hoarse voice, "Fu Ci, you are really like a dog that comes when called and leaves when dismissed." This self-deprecating voice quickly disappeared into the darkness.
After a while, the atmosphere in the room gradually became weird. Fu Ci raised his eyes, which were as red as fire, and seemed to be burning with the fire of a sickly person. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, there was also an extremely dangerous, bloodthirsty and ferocious beast imprisoned in his body.
He extended the tip of his pink tongue and licked his lips, his voice filled with a morbid, violent possessiveness, "Brother, don't you like obedient puppies anymore?"
"It's okay, it's okay. I can pretend to be whatever my brother likes."
"I just want a brother, what's wrong with me?"
"I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong..."
Lu Shiyan also felt uncomfortable when he returned to his room. In fact, he was far from being as calm and restrained as he appeared. He buried his burning body deep in the bathtub filled with cold water, and the rippling water extinguished the unbearable heat in his body and mind.
Fu Ci is just a little fool. He can do things according to his own preferences, but he can't. He is Lu Shiyan, the best heir who carries the responsibilities and mission of the Lu family.
He couldn't allow himself to be unbridled and absurd, so he had to keep this seemingly stolen pleasure and affection within a controllable range. However, the snow-covered pines and the sparks that ignited the prairie burned him with fear and pain.
He was afraid that if he showed any weakness, he would do something that was out of control. He slowly closed his eyes and whispered inaudibly, "Aci, I'm sorry..."
The next day, Lu Yanzhou looked at Fu Ci, who looked listless, and asked worriedly, "Ah Ci, did you not sleep well last night?"
"Why are your eyes so dark?"
Fu Ci subconsciously looked at Lu Shiyan, his expression both obedient and pitiful. As long as his brother cared about him, even with just one word, he would continue to be his brother's obedient puppy.
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