Chapter 861: Can you still endure it even now?
Zhou Hexi didn't dare to provoke Feng Jing, he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
"Mr. Feng, I was wrong! Please forgive me! I will never appear in front of you again."
"Remember what you said! Get out of Kyoto and don't let me see you again."
Feng Jing waved his hand, the delay in his eyes was particularly obvious.
The security personnel in the club immediately stepped forward and dragged Zhou Hexi out of the club.
After witnessing Feng Jing's methods, Zhou Hexi didn't dare to stay in Kyoto. He packed his luggage and left immediately by car without even notifying Zhou Heyu.
Feng Jing's interest was disturbed by Zhou Hexi, and he had no intention of staying in the club any longer.
He found an excuse to leave, and sitting in the car, all he could see was Zhou Heyu's face.
Although Zhou Hexi's words were unclear, he could guess that Zhou Heyu was having a hard time in the Zhou family.
The little bastard is just stubborn and deserves to be bullied like this.
Feng Jing gripped the steering wheel tightly and gritted his teeth.
You shouldn't feel sorry for this little bastard.
He thought so in his mind, but still drove to the coffee shop.
After a week, Zhou Heyu finally saw Feng Jing, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable happiness.
"Mr. Feng, are you still drinking milk today?"
"When you're in a bad mood, drink coffee."
Feng Jing wanted to control his emotions.
He was afraid that his temper would force Zhou Heyu to leave the Zhou family.
He has no right to interfere in Zhou Heyu's life, but he is just relying on his status as a financial backer to exercise his normal rights.
If their relationship goes too far, it will become distorted.
Zhou Heyu noticed Feng Jing's emotional fluctuations and knew that something must have happened to him.
Feng Jing did not give any specific details, and he was not in a position to get to the bottom of it.
"Mr. Feng, please take a seat! I'll bring the coffee when it's ready."
Feng Jing didn't say anything and chose a seat by the window.
When Zhou Heyu came to deliver coffee, he also brought a piece of cake: "Eating sweets will make you feel better."
After he left, Feng Jing discovered a note in the tray.
A short joke was written in the timeless and fluent black font.
It wasn't funny and was rather cold, but Feng Jing read a message between the lines.
Zhou Heyu was coaxing him.
Feng Jing held the paper and smiled helplessly.
The little bastard is having a mess of his own life, yet he still has the mind to coax him.
Zhou Heyu would look in the direction of Feng Jing from time to time to make sure he was still there.
Feng Jing always sat in his seat and never left.
After the customer who placed the order left, Tao Rui immediately came over and winked: "Ouch! Who did I see? Your Mr. Feng is here again!"
Zhou Heyu glanced at him and said, "Don't speak in such a disgusting tone."
"What? Are you shy?"
Tao Rui pointed at Zhou Heyu's ears and said, "Look! Your ears are red."
"No!"
Zhou Heyu lowered his head and deliberately worked busy, but his heart was beating fast.
"Don't deny it! You must be interested in him. I've noticed that there's something wrong with the way you look at him."
"What's wrong?"
Tao Rui tilted his head: "How should I put it! I just saw that his eyes were very bright, and there was only him in his eyes."
Zhou Heyu was shocked.
Is it that obvious?
Tao Rui can see it, can Feng Jing also realize it?
What if I have to draw a line between us because of his feelings?
It seems that he should be more restrained and keep his behavior and expressions within an appropriate range.
"If you like him, be bolder and don't be so timid." Tao Rui patted Zhou Heyu's shoulder and said, "I think he's a very easy person to get along with. He should have some feelings for you."
Zhou Heyu: "Don't talk nonsense."
"How can this be considered nonsense? If he doesn't like you, why would he wait for you here?"
Tao Rui supported himself on the workbench with both hands. "Waiting is the longest part. Not everyone can wait that long."
It is indeed very touching to have someone waiting for you. Zhou Heyu felt warm in his heart and a smile appeared in his eyes unconsciously.
Even if he and Feng Jing couldn't be together until the end, the moments they had spent together would be enough for him to remember for the rest of his life.
Feng Jing waited in the coffee shop until Zhou Heyu got off work.
Zhou Heyu changed his clothes and came over. He immediately ran to his side and whispered, "Mr. Feng, you can go now!"
Walk out of the cafe,
Zhou Heyu asked, "Mr. Feng, are you feeling better?"
"Next time I'm in a bad mood, don't write jokes anymore. Try another way to cheer me up."
"What method should be used?"
Zhou Heyu was very humble. He wanted to know what Feng Jing thought so that if there really was a next time, he would know how to coax him.
Feng Jing hooked his finger at him and said, "Lower your head and I'll tell you."
Zhou Heyu immediately lowered his head.
Cheeks held by hands,
A soft touch fell on his lips.
Soon Feng Jing's voice rang in his ears: "Use this method to coax me next time. Remember?"
Zhou Heyu's eyes flickered, and he nodded subconsciously: "I'll remember."
Feng Jing returned to his original position and said, "Get in the car. I'll take you home."
Zhou Heyu was startled.
Feng Jing said he was sending him home, not to the hotel.
Maybe I don't want to do anything intimate with him today.
Zhou Heyu felt a little disappointed, but after trying hard to calm down, he said, "I live not far from here. I can ride my bike back."
"Why don't you even let me go to your house? Or are you hiding someone at home?"
"No!" Zhou Heyu explained nervously, "I live alone, there is no one else at home."
Afraid that Feng Jing would not believe him, Zhou Heyu decided to take him home.
It’s a very small single room, and you can see the whole picture at a glance.
With the bed and wardrobe lowered, even turning around and walking became difficult.
Feng Jing raised his eyebrows: "There's really no way to hide people in your place."
Zhou Heyu stood awkwardly: "I'll stay here for now, wait for a while..."
Feng Jing suddenly interrupted him: "Don't you live in Zhou's house? Why did you move suddenly?"
Zhou Heyu lowered his eyes and said, "I'm not used to living over there."
"Is it really just that you're not used to it?"
Zhou Heyu remained silent for a long time after Feng Jing asked this question.
Feng Jing didn't say anything else, and Zhou Heyu didn't answer the question just now.
The two of them understood each other tacitly, one didn't ask, the other didn't answer.
It was quite awkward to stand like this, so Zhou Heyu pointed at the bed and said, "Mr. Feng, please sit down!"
Feng Jing raised his eyebrows: "Why do you ask me to get on the bed as soon as I got here?"
"I...that's not what I meant."
Zhou Heyu embarrassedly moved away, pinching his clothes with his fingers.
Feng Jing suddenly reached out and pressed his hand down on him.
Feeling the undulating arc, Feng Jing laughed: "That's not what you mean?"
Zhou Heyu's cheeks instantly turned red.
He pursed his lips, wrapped his fingers around Feng Jing's wrist, and pulled his hand away.
Feng Jingting was surprised.
The little bastard is already like this, how can you still endure it?
Zhou Heyu said in a low voice: "We don't have any condoms at home."
He still remembered what Feng Jing had said, that he would wear a condom every time from now on.
Feng Jing grabbed Zhou Heyu's clothes and pulled him in front of him: "Then do something else."
Zhou Heyu didn't quite understand what Feng Jing was going to do, but he cooperated.
When Feng Jing pressed him on the bed and pulled off his clothes, he lay there obediently without moving.
Feng Jing was in a very happy mood to have such a well-behaved and obedient little lover, and he saw that Zhou Hexi's nausea was cured by Zhou Heyu.
He lowered his head and kissed Zhou Heyu's lips, then held the young hand and covered himself with it——
Zhou Heyu quickly understood what he meant and turned over to press him under him.
His palm brushed across Feng Jing's skin, as if he was afraid of hurting him, and he was extremely careful with every movement.
Feng Jing enjoyed it very much and hooked his waist with his legs.
Zhou Heyu held down his restless body, his voice revealing forbearance: "Don't... don't do this!"
Feng Jing laughed out loud: "Don't worry. Your tone makes it sound like I'm forcing you."
"No...no!" Zhou Heyu started to stutter out of embarrassment, and his speech became intermittent.
"Seeing you like this makes me feel like a beast."
Feng Jing turned over and sat on Zhou Heyu's waist, hooked his chin with his fingers, and lifted his face up: "Come on, smile for Master Feng."
Feng Jing deliberately moved back, rubbing his body against Zhou Heyu's.
Zhou Heyu couldn't stand his direct teasing and pressed his waist with both hands: "Don't... don't move!"
Feng Jing insisted on confronting him: "I'm going to move around, what can you do to me?"
She deliberately shook her body and rubbed against Zhou Heyu.
Crunch!
A sound suddenly rang out.
By the time Feng Jing realized something was wrong, it was already too late.
Bang!
The bed legs are broken.
Feng Jing fell towards the head of the bed, and Zhou Heyu quickly hugged him and protected him in his arms.
"What's up?"
Zhou Heyu quickly lowered his head and looked at the man in his arms nervously.
Feng Jing said in disbelief: "Is your bed so flimsy?"
Zhou Heyu: "I didn't expect that either."
"I didn't do anything, why did it collapse?"
Feng Jing tilted his head to look under the bed and found that both legs were broken.
"What a lousy bed."
He frowned and got up from the bed: "This bed of yours is unfit for sleeping. Come back to the hotel with me and spend the night there. I'll send someone to deliver a bed tomorrow."
"I'll change the bed, so I won't bother you."
Zhou Heyu felt embarrassed to let Feng Jing keep spending money on him.
"What if I don't like the bed you picked? Don't you want me to sleep here in the future?"
Feng Jing's question left Zhou Heyu stunned for a long time.
Feng Jing said he wanted to sleep here... What does that mean?
Zhou Heyu didn't dare to hope that Feng Jing would stay here with him. After all, even he couldn't accept such a place at first, so how could a rich man like Feng Jing, who lived a life of luxury, tolerate it?
Feng Jing noticed Zhou Heyu's panic and raised his hand to pinch his face. "What are you thinking about? Hurry up and leave! It's already this late. If you don't go back to the hotel, you won't get a few hours of sleep tonight."
Zhou Heyu came to his senses and followed Feng Jing away.
On the way back to the hotel, Feng Jing parked the car on the side of the road and signaled with his eyes that there was a pharmacy nearby.
Zhou Heyu understood his hint, got out of the car and walked into the pharmacy.
This time Zhou Heyu bought a lot of boxes. He didn’t want to run out of them when he got interested again.
Feng Jing saw the bulging bag and raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you planning on sleeping tonight?"
"No... no." Zhou Heyu said softly, "Put it aside and use it slowly."
"But I don't want to sleep tonight."
Feng Jing's words made Zhou Heyu stunned for a moment: "Didn't you just say you wanted to rest?"
"Not willing to cooperate?"
Feng Jing felt that even though he had taken the initiative, Zhou Heyu still looked dazed, which made him feel that he was being too enthusiastic.
"No! I sense you're tired."
Zhou Heyu really noticed the tiredness in Feng Jing's eyes, and he wanted Feng Jing to have a good rest.
"I'm very tired, but I don't want to sleep like this..."
Feng Jing whispered into Zhou Heyu's ear, "I want to be so tired that I fall asleep automatically."
As for how tiring it is, it goes without saying.
Zhou Heyu's heart was about to move, but he suppressed the impulse.
He stared into Feng Jing's eyes and said seriously, "You can't do this. Your body can't take it. You can only do this once and then you have to go to sleep."
Feng Jing:? !!!
He has already offered himself to the door, but the little bastard is unmoved and even dares to negotiate with him. He must have grown too big!
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