Chapter 60 Brother Drinks Water

Fu Yian, who was fully awake at this moment, opened his eyes wide and looked at the handsome face so close to him.

His helpless eyes met those dark pupils like a deep pool, and the strong possessiveness made Fu Yian not know how to respond.

Fu Yian was stunned for a moment and swallowed subconsciously.

Then he realized what he had swallowed and pushed Yu Cheng's shoulder with all his strength.

But it didn't work.

Yu Cheng's kiss went deeper, entwining his tongue and leaving his own mark.

A trace of tears oozed out of the corner of Fu Yian's eyes, which was wiped away by Yu Cheng.

He let go of Fu Yi'an's lips, took another sip of tea, and did the same thing again.

Only after he had fed Fu Yian the entire glass of water did Yu Cheng smile happily.

"Brother, do you like the water Ah Cheng feeds you?"

Fu Yian's face was full of annoyance: "Yu Cheng!"

Yu Cheng frowned and didn't care about Fu Yian's anger.

In other words, the angrier Fu Yi'an was, the more it proved that he had left a mark in Fu Yi'an's heart.

When he took possession of Fu Yi'an last night, he threw aside all his rules and plans.

He misjudged his own patience.

He simply didn't have the patience to wait for Fu Yian to come to him.

To deal with someone as slow-witted as my brother, we must use the strongest possible means.

Fu Yian raised his sore arm and wiped his lips. There was a little blood on the corner of his lips which were cracked by Yu Cheng's sucking last night.

Seeing his disgusted actions, Yu Cheng's expression suddenly changed.

He held Fu Yi'an's wrist, lowered his head and kissed Fu Yi'an's lips hard again.

This time there was no gentleness from before, and his movements were full of dominance and strength.

Forcing Fu Yian to bear it.

After a long moment of parting their lips, Yu Cheng lowered his head and licked the blood from the corner of Fu Yi'an's lips soothingly, "Do you still think you've abandoned me, brother?"

Fu Yian closed his eyes and stopped looking at him.

He still couldn't accept that he had done this with his best brother.

Yu Cheng didn't care about Fu Yi'an's reaction.

After he lost his mind and did such a thing, he already knew that Fu Yian would hate him.

It was an unexpected surprise for Yu Cheng that his brother did not scold him.

Yu Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at the man lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Even though his body was covered with marks of wolf's blood and he was lying powerless on the bed, Fu Yian was still as reserved and unapproachable as when they first met.

It was as if, even after doing this, he still couldn't get close to him.

This feeling made the expression in Yu Cheng's eyes more and more distorted.

"elder brother."

He suddenly shouted.

Fu Yian looked at him sternly.

Those eyes were clear and pure, without the slightest desire, which made Yu Cheng's heart grow colder and colder.

Fu Yian didn't know what Yu Cheng was thinking. Seeing that he didn't say anything else, he withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes again.

At this moment, he did not feel comfortable anywhere on his body, even his voice was hoarse. He just wanted to quietly recall every detail of his time with Yu Cheng and find out what went wrong.

He felt that Yu Cheng's desire for him was just a temporary uncontrollable physical desire.

This was wrong, and Fu Yian didn't know how to correct him.

Yu Cheng lowered his head and kissed Fu Yian's forehead.

After the fierce and fierce kiss just now, Fu Yian didn't care how he kissed his forehead.

The drawer of the bedside table was opened.

——A click.

The ankles are covered in cool metal.

Fu Yian was startled and looked up at Yu Cheng who was standing at the end of the bed.

The thin black metal fell on the white ankle, and the strong color contrast made Yu Cheng's eyes darken.

He locked his anklets and waved the key in his hand at Fu Yian.

"I'm sorry, brother. I'm just afraid that you will leave me again."

Fu Yian's face was stiff.

He was covered with a quilt and his lower body was naked.

Now he can't even wear pants!

Yu Cheng walked over and kissed Fu Yian's lips lightly, like a dragonfly touching the water.

"Brother, you were exhausted last night. I will cook for you."

Fu Yian spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse: "...clothes."

Yu Cheng narrowed his eyes.

"I still like my brother the way he is now."

"There are only two of us here anyway."

Fu Yian's eyes widened, and his weak arms were unable to stop Yu Cheng from leaving.

He covered himself tightly with the quilt, not understanding why Yu Cheng had completely changed from the person he remembered overnight.

He was the only one left in the bedroom.

Fu Yian tilted his head, looking for his cell phone.

He raised his arm and tried to pull the bedside drawer, but the moment he saw his arm, Fu Yi'an's whole body stiffened.

He forced himself to ignore the purple marks and leaned over to search in the drawer.

There were a lot of things in the drawer, all of which were little gadgets he had bought for Yu Cheng.

In the past, he would buy anything he thought was good for Yu Cheng, and each item would be carefully sealed and stored by Yu Cheng.

Fu Yian, who was originally a little anxious, looked at the things in the drawer and slowly calmed down.

...After all, he didn't teach well.

Fu Yian coughed lightly and his throat hurt.

I searched through several drawers but couldn't find his phone. I guessed it was taken away by Yu Cheng.

Fu Yian lay back on the bed with an expressionless face, thinking about what happened last night in his mind.

He really didn't expect that he would misjudge someone.

Thinking of Huo Ji, Fu Yian's face was full of frost.

He has never been a person who is easy to trick. Since Huo Ji dared to attack him, he would naturally retaliate tenfold or a hundredfold.

When Yu Cheng finished cooking and walked in, he saw Fu Yian staring out the window in a daze.

The look in his eyes twisted for a moment.

Do you really want freedom?

Fu Yian heard the sound of the door opening and turned to look at Yu Cheng.

His cold eyes were as pure as a god in the afternoon sun.

There was never any trace of him in those eyes.

Yu Cheng put a little force on the plate, and the strong stubbornness in his eyes could hardly be suppressed.

Fu Yi'an felt a chill on his back and spoke subconsciously: "...A Cheng."

His voice was too hoarse, and the words he spoke came out in a whisper, and his voice was so small that it sounded like the subconscious coquettishness he had shown last night.

Yu Cheng's demeanor froze, as if he was comforted. He slowly walked to the bedside and put the tray aside.

He raised his hands and hugged the powerless Fu Yian, but Fu Yian suddenly gasped.

Yu Cheng's movements became more cautious, and his voice was full of apology: "I'm sorry, brother, it was my first time, and I didn't take proper precautions."

He never expected it to come to this so soon, and he was not prepared at all last night.

Now calm, looking at the injuries on Fu Yian's body, Yu Cheng felt full of guilt.

Fu Yian's body was stiff.

After half sitting up, a layer of sweat broke out on Fu Yian's painful forehead.

Yu Cheng was at a loss, and tried to speak:

"Brother, I bought some medicine. Can I apply it on you?"

Fu Yi'an looked suspicious.

Is there any medicine for this?