Chapter 858 Does Feng Jing have fertility ability?
It was only when Feng Jing called that Zhou Heyu realized it was already evening.
According to the agreement, he should go to the hotel.
Zhou Heyu answered the phone, and Feng Jing's voice was clearly unhappy: "Where have you been?"
"I have something to do in the cafe, I'll be back soon."
"Come back quickly, I don't have the patience to wait for anyone."
Feng Jing didn't give Zhou Heyu a chance to respond and hung up the phone directly.
Zhou Heyu looked at the screen of his mobile phone, feeling bitter in his heart.
Tao Rui noticed his dejected mood and came over to ask cautiously, "I've never seen you like this before. You look like you've lost your soul."
"There's been a lot going on lately, and I'm a little upset."
"It's all because of your cheap brother. He really knows how to cause trouble."
Zhou Heyu didn't want to mention Zhou Hexi anymore.
He curled his lips and said, "Thank you for your hard work today. I will come back to work tomorrow."
"You go about your business. I'm fine staying home. You can come over to work and get paid."
The pastry chef brought in the freshly baked cake and Tao Rui put it in the window.
Zhou Heyu pointed at a cake and asked, "Has anyone ordered this?"
"Not yet! If you like it, you are its owner."
“Give it to me!”
Zhou Heyu paid for the cake.
Tao Rui wrapped the cake and handed it to him: "Thank you for your patronage!"
Zhou Heyu smiled helplessly: "Do you really think of me as a customer?"
"If you come to the store to consume when you are not working, of course you are a customer. I treat all customers equally. If you are satisfied with my service, remember to give a five-star review, dear!"
"Overly enthusiastic service, one star."
“Be a human being!”
Tao Rui rolled his eyes.
Zhou Heyu carried the cake and said, "I'm leaving now. I'll give you my salary and treat you to a meal later."
"Forget about the meal, buy me some milk tea!"
Tao Rui waved at him.
Zhou Heyu took a taxi back to the hotel.
He knocked on the door and Feng Jinglai opened it.
She glanced at him, her eyes revealing the unconcealed resentment.
"Mr. Feng, I'm sorry I'm back late."
Zhou Heyu stood there anxiously, looking a little pitiful with his eyelashes drooping.
Most of Feng Jing's resentment disappeared, and it dissipated even faster after he saw the cake box in his hand.
She even remembered to buy a cake to appease him, which was quite thoughtful.
Although he doesn't like sweets, it doesn't matter what you buy, what matters is the thought behind it.
Feng Jing's expression softened considerably. "Didn't you ask for leave? Why are you going to the coffee shop again?"
"There's something going on, let me take care of it."
Zhou Heyu put the cake on the table: "This is a freshly baked cake, and customers have given it very good reviews."
"I don't like sweets."
After Feng Jing said this, he clearly saw the disappointment in Zhou Heyu's eyes.
"I heard you said it was highly reviewed, so I might as well try some to see if my taste meets the public's standards."
Zhou Heyu's eyes lit up instantly, and he opened the cake box and cut a piece for him.
She held it in front of him with both hands, and the expectation in her eyes made it impossible to refuse.
Feng Jing comes from a wealthy family and has grown up eating handmade cakes from internationally renowned pastry chefs. The first time he ate this kind of cake, he didn't think it was particularly delicious, but he still praised it a few times: "Not bad, just a little sweet."
"Next time I'll buy low-sugar."
Zhou Heyu didn't force Feng Jing to finish the whole cake: "If you don't like it, you can eat less."
Feng Jing finished eating.
He never pushes himself, but today he makes an exception.
"Let's put the rest of the cake aside and have dinner first."
Only then did Zhou Heyu notice that there were many lunch boxes on the dining table.
Feng Jing was waiting for him to come back for dinner.
Zhou Heyu's heart trembled, and the strong emotions made his eyes red.
It had been a long time since anyone had waited for him to have dinner together.
Feng Jing set the table and found Zhou Heyu still standing there.
He frowned: "Have you had dinner?"
"No... not yet!" Zhou Heyu immediately sat on the chair.
"I've been waiting for you for over half an hour. If you dare to say you've eaten, I'll definitely give you a slap."
Feng Jing slammed his chopsticks in front of him: "No leftovers today."
Zhou Heyu nodded vigorously and started eating.
Feng Jing looked at him, his brows slowly furrowed.
There's something wrong with that little bastard!
You look listless today. Could it be that you were wronged outside?
Feng Jing picked up his phone and sent a message to Chen Yuan, wanting him to investigate thoroughly.
Just before clicking the send button, Feng Jing suddenly realized,
Is he too concerned about Zhou Heyu?
They are just bed partners. He provides services to Qian Zhouheyu. Why should he care about the feelings of a little lover?
What Zhou Heyu had experienced had nothing to do with him.
Feng Jing deleted the information he had entered word by word and put the phone back on the dining table.
He didn't think about Zhou Heyu anymore and concentrated on finishing the meal.
The room service cleaner came to clear the table and also went out of his way to clean the floor of the suite.
Feng Jing had work to do and was on the phone in the bedroom, while Zhou Heyu was looking at house rental information on his mobile phone in the living room.
In fact, Zhou Hexi didn't need to drive him away, and Zhou Heyu had no intention of continuing to live at home.
He couldn't stand Zhou Hexi's arrogance and had wanted to leave for a long time.
Houses in Kyoto are very expensive, so Zhou Heyu can only find a smaller one that is farther away. He is not picky about the living environment, as long as it is big enough for one person to live in.
When Feng Jing finished his work, he went to the living room and turned on the TV.
Zhou Heyu sat quietly beside them, with a very low sense of presence.
Such quiet coexistence is also a kind of enjoyment for Zhou Heyu. He hasn't felt so comfortable and peaceful for a long time.
Feng Jing chose an old movie with very retro pictures, and Zhou Heyu was quickly attracted by the plot.
"Does it look good?" Feng Jing's voice sounded beside him.
Zhou Heyu turned around and looked at him: "It looks pretty good."
"Did I come here to ask you to watch a movie?"
The deep meaning in Feng Jing's eyes made Zhou Heyu's heart restless.
He supported himself on the sofa with his hands, slowly approached Feng Jing, and gently kissed the man's soft lips.
A cautious kiss made Feng Jing laugh.
Why are you being so secretive about kissing?
Feng Jing put his hands around Zhou Heyu's neck and tilted his head back to kiss him.
His body suddenly flew into the air, and when he reacted, he was already sitting on Zhou Heyu's thigh.
Face-to-face posture,
Feng Jing moved his body uncomfortably.
The palm on his lower back applied slight force to stabilize his body.
Zhou Heyu suddenly leaned over, put his forehead on his shoulder, and hugged him tightly.
Feng Jing was stunned.
What happened to you little bastard?
It’s a bit like a child who has been wronged and is eager to seek comfort when seeing his parents.
He lowered his head and wanted to check Zhou Heyu's expression.
One hand had already opened his clothes, and the palm was wandering along his back.
Feng Jing felt that the idea just now was quite absurd.
The little bastard doesn't look like he's been wronged at all. It's obvious that he's just horny and wants to take advantage of others.
Zhou Heyu was always cautious in front of him, even when doing intimate things. Even the movement of touching his back seemed so light, as if he was some precious porcelain that would be crushed if he was too strong.
Feng Jing leaned over and whispered in his ear, "You have so little strength. I don't think you can do it."
Zhou Heyu was stunned, and his eyes changed obviously.
There was a dark tide rolling in his black eyes, as if a huge wave would arise in the next second.
Feng Jing finally saw something other than cautiousness, shyness, and embarrassment in his eyes.
He raised his eyebrows in satisfaction.
That’s what makes it exciting!
Zhou Heyu restrained himself from flipping him over on the sofa, looking down at him: "I'm not very good at it, I'm afraid of hurting you."
Feng Jing chuckled: "You're not very good at it yet? Sometimes I really feel like you're fishing."
Pretending to be innocent to keep him hanging.
"I didn't!" Zhou Heyu's eyes revealed anxiety: "That night was really the first time."
Feng Jing looked at him.
Zhou Heyu is so innocent, why is Zhou Hexi so thoughtful?
One family actually raised two kinds of people.
"Don't you believe it?" Zhou Heyu tried to explain: "I didn't lie to you. Everything I said is true."
"Just ask casually, no one doesn't believe it."
Feng Jing raised his legs and tried to get off Zhou Heyu: "Sleep with me! I have a morning meeting tomorrow."
Huge resistance came,
Feng Jing turned around in surprise, "Why are you hugging me?"
"Right here..."
Zhou Heyu leaned over and hugged his waist tightly: "I don't want to be in bed, I want to be here."
Feng Jing heard a hint of coquettishness in his tone and raised his eyebrows in surprise.
It's rare that I'm not shy today.
"Then stay here. If you make me uncomfortable, I will never forgive you."
"I'll do my best to make you comfortable."
Zhou Heyu held Feng Jing's cheek with his palm and gently kissed his lips.
What Zhou Heyu said about working hard was true, and he did everything well.
Taking Feng Jing's feelings into consideration, he would not let him feel any pain and the strength was also controlled very well.
Feng Jing suddenly understood why people in the business circle liked to keep their mistresses around.
A relationship that is only about the body and not the heart will not cause you to suffer pain after a breakup.
Not everyone is so lucky that the first person they fall in love with becomes their final destination.
Sometimes he also envied Jiang Yinhuai, because the person he liked also happened to like him.
He couldn't enjoy a two-way relationship, and now he is quite satisfied with his relationship with Zhou Heyu.
Not talking about feelings makes me feel relaxed and comfortable.
Feng Jing withdrew his thoughts and pushed Zhou Heyu: "Let me go! Take a shower and get ready for bed."
Zhou Heyu still had his arms around his waist and rubbed his forehead against his shoulder gently: "Can I do this with you again?"
Feng Jing was ready to make a move.
Such a request was too tempting for him to refuse.
He glanced at the box on the sofa and saw that it was empty.
Feng Jing frowned: "You've used up all the condoms you bought."
Zhou Heyu regretted buying too little. He asked cautiously, "Can we not use it?"
"cannot!"
Feng Jing pushed him away, stood up, picked up the bathrobe on the ground and put it on.
Zhou Heyu noticed his expression change and immediately became nervous: "I... I will buy more in the future..."
"I'll have to wear a condom every time from now on. I don't want any accidents to happen."
Feng Jing turned and walked into the bathroom.
Zhou Heyu looked at his back with a puzzled look in his eyes.
Accident...what does this mean?
Could it be that Feng Jing has fertility ability?
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