Chapter 864: Can I not use it tonight? / Encountering my cousin and facing off
Zhou Heyu walked a few steps to Feng Jing, leaned over and hugged him.
Zhou Heyu felt extremely happy to be able to see the person he cared about most in this small apartment.
He finally understood the meaning of home.
Someone lights a lamp for him, and someone waits for him to come back.
Nothing moved him more than being waited for.
Feng Jing clearly sensed Zhou Heyu's change in mood. He frowned, his eyes unconsciously tinged with gloom. "Did you suffer injustice outside?"
Anyone who dares to mess with him must be prepared to pay the price.
Feng Jing: "Tell me what happened in detail."
"I didn't suffer any injustice outside, and I even found a good part-time job."
Zhou Heyu's eyes sparkled with obvious excitement. "I got my part-time job today, and I'm so happy to see you when I get home!"
Feng Jing's heart skipped a beat, and the feeling at that moment was indescribable.
There is happiness in the satisfaction, which is wonderful.
He realized something and squeezed his fingers hard.
Wake up!
At this age, you can still be moved by sweet words. You are really useless.
Feng Jing suppressed his emotions and said calmly, "It seems like you've been doing well these past few days."
"It's great! I have a job and I get paid, which is very fulfilling."
Zhou Heyu suddenly thought of a question: "Mr. Feng, how did you get in?"
He remembered not giving him the key, so how did Feng Jing get in?
"I found a locksmith."
Feng Jing's matter-of-fact tone made Zhou Heyu stunned for a moment.
Direct enough indeed!
No wonder the door was open when he pushed it. It turned out that Feng Jing left the door open for him.
"I changed the lock for you, do you mind?" Feng Jing felt that if Zhou Heyu said he minded, he would definitely get angry.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with changing the lock himself. The fault was that Zhou Heyu didn't give him the key.
Zhou Heyu shook his head: "Of course I don't mind."
"I changed your bed."
Feng Jing pointed to the new big bed.
The room seems even more cramped with this bed down, but the bed looks so comfortable.
Zhou Heyu felt that if Feng Jing slept on this bed, he would be able to have a good night's sleep.
“The bed looks nice.”
"The bed is for sleeping, not for looking at." Feng Jing grabbed Zhou Heyu and pushed him onto the bed.
Zhou Heyu hugged him and let Feng Jing lie on him.
Feng Jing pressed his cheek against Zhou Heyu's chest, clearly feeling the vitality of his young body and the surging heartbeat.
"Why is your heart beating so fast?"
Zhou Heyu was trying his best to control himself, not wanting Feng Jing to realize that his feelings towards him had already changed.
But his heartbeat still revealed his inner feelings.
"I……"
"What?" Feng Jing rubbed him with his knee.
There is no eye contact, but physical touch is enough to know what the other person is thinking.
Zhou Heyu suppressed the urge in his heart and gently pushed Feng Jing away: "I'm going to buy a condom."
“No need to buy it.”
"No need?"
"What are you thinking!" Feng Jing raised his hand and patted Zhou Heyu on the head: "I don't care if you don't cripple me."
A box was slapped into Zhou Heyu's hand: "I brought it."
Zhou Heyu stuffed Feng Jing into the quilt and then took off his clothes.
"The weather has been getting cold recently, and there's no heating in the apartment, so it's easy to get cold."
Feng Jing felt the chill and realized that winter was coming.
"Winter is coming so soon."
Feng Jing grinned: "What a lousy place this is, it's really cold."
Zhou Heyu held his waist with both hands and pulled him into his arms, "Are you feeling better?"
"I'm not so ill that I need you to warm my bed."
Feng Jing said this, but his body honestly moved towards Zhou Heyu.
The two of them huddled in the quilt, their bodies pressed against each other, their breaths intertwined.
Zhou Heyu lowered his head and kissed Feng Jing on the lips.
Feng Jing looked up at him and saw his own small figure in those black eyes.
Zhou Heyu has him in his eyes, but only him.
It was as if something had suddenly ignited his heart, starting a raging fire that burned away all his reason.
Feng Jing reached out, hooked his hand around Zhou Heyu's neck, tilted his head back and kissed him on the lips——
The quilt was pulled over to hide the entangled figures.
…
When Feng Jing felt hot, he tried to stretch out his hand, but Zhou Heyu grabbed his wrist and pulled him back.
"The temperature is low and it's easy to catch a cold."
Zhou Heyu held Feng Jing tightly in his arms: "Don't move, you can take a shower later."
Feng Jing was too lazy to move. He leaned against him and said, "Why did you suddenly think of looking for a part-time job?"
Zhou Heyu originally wanted to talk about the house change, but then he thought about the money he would receive every time he met Feng Jing, and he was afraid that Feng Jing would misunderstand that he was asking for money in disguise.
He didn't want Feng Jing to spend money on him anymore.
He had never used a penny of that money, and no matter how close he and Feng Jing were in the future, he would return all of it.
He wanted an ordinary relationship and wanted to possess Feng Jing in a legitimate way.
"A friend of my colleague opened an advertising company and they were short of extras, so they asked me to shoot a few scenes."
Feng Jing has a lot of resources in the entertainment industry, and he doesn't want to give them to Zhou Heyu.
It is too easy to make a newcomer famous, but this person cannot be Zhou Heyu.
He didn't want the person he liked to be coveted by many people.
"It's getting late, go to bed early."
Feng Jing turned around and prepared to go to bed. Zhou Heyu asked softly, "Aren't you going to take a shower?"
"I'm too lazy to wash."
Feng Jing was too lazy to move.
Zhou Heyu brought a basin of hot water and wiped his body carefully: "Wipe it clean and you will feel more comfortable."
The warm towel was passed over the body, removing the remaining stains.
Feng Jing felt very comfortable and relaxed all over.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the busy man.
Zhou Heyu's movements were very gentle, and his expression with his eyes downcast was very serious.
Feng Jing felt that a certain part of his heart loosened, revealing unspeakable emotions.
After Zhou Heyu wiped Feng Jing's body, he found that he had fallen asleep.
After pouring out the water in the basin,
Zhou Heyu sat on the edge of the bed and stared at Feng Jing for a long time.
He had never been in a relationship, but he knew that he liked Feng Jing very much, so much so that he didn't dare to hope for a future with her.
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The advertisement shot by Zhou Heyu received good response, and the advertising company planned to make him a regular actor and offered him a very high salary.
Zhou Heyu wanted to move to a bigger house. He didn't want to use Feng Jing's money to rent a house, but he also didn't want Feng Jing to come to see him every time and squeeze into a shabby rental house with him.
He knew very well that Feng Jing had no shortage of good environment, and that he might have come to him on a whim or out of novelty.
He knew better than to say that changing his living environment would require more effort, but he couldn't help but do it.
He just wanted to do his best for the relationship.
Zhou Heyu became very busy at work and sometimes came back late at night.
Feng Jing occasionally appears,
The two of them didn't spend much time together. Every time they met, Zhou Heyu would be happy for a long time, and then he would fall into mad longing for her.
Winter soon arrived.
When Feng Jing came out of the airport, he suddenly felt a cold touch on his face.
He looked up at the sky.
I don't know when it started snowing.
Chen Yuan put the coat in his hand on Feng Jing's shoulders: "Mr. Feng, the snow is getting heavier, please get in the car quickly!"
Feng Jing got in the car, looked at the falling snow outside the window and thought of Zhou Heyu.
I wonder if the little bastard has any warm clothes.
He said to Chen Yuan, "Let's go to the mall."
The car stopped at the entrance of the mall.
Feng Jing didn't let Chen Yuan follow him and walked in alone.
He chose several down jackets that were very cold-resistant and even bought a lot of cashmere coats.
When Feng Jing took out his bank card and turned to hand it to the salesgirl, he saw a man not far away.
His brows furrowed deeply and his eyes became gloomy.
"Cousin, long time no see!"
Zhuo Lie walked over with a cane.
He has been discharged from the hospital for a month, but his leg injury has not healed yet and he still has some difficulty walking.
Feng Jing glanced at his legs and said, "What a pity I didn't cripple you."
"Cousin, you have such a cruel heart!"
Zhuo Lie had a bitter face and a desolate expression: "I am your cousin, how could you bear to treat me so harshly?"
Feng Jing stared at his face.
Zhuo Lie inherited the good looks of his parents and is exceptionally handsome.
Especially those narrow and long peach blossom eyes, which seem to be able to suck people's souls in when they smile.
But what’s the use of having a pretty face if your heart is evil.
In the past, Feng Jing could maintain superficial peace with him, but since the project failed, the person he least wanted to see was Zhuo Lie.
The salesgirl handed over the bank card and receipt, and Feng Jing took them and wanted to leave.
Zhuo Lie stood in front of him and said, "Cousin, why are you leaving just like that? I'll be very sad."
"Are you sad that I didn't beat you so badly that you couldn't take care of yourself?"
Feng Jing raised his hand and pushed his shoulder, trying to push him away.
Zhuo Lie threw down his cane and rushed towards him.
Feng Jing wanted to hide but it was too late and was hugged by Zhuo Lie.
His expression turned extremely ugly, and he gritted his teeth and roared, "Let me go."
"Cousin, I can't stand on my legs, please support me."
Zhuo Lie looked very innocent, but Feng Jing had no sympathy for him.
He said viciously, "I'll help you get to the crematorium."
Zhuo Lie smiled particularly brightly: "Then I'd be happy to do that too."
"Idiot!" Feng Jing cursed harshly and pushed him away directly.
Zhuo Lie fell to the ground, but his smile became even more beautiful: "Cousin, actually you don't hate me."
"Bullshit! I wish I could chop you off."
Feng Jing's scolding didn't affect Zhuo Lie's mood at all. He still smiled happily: "We grew up together and know each other very well. You know my purpose in grabbing the project, and I also know that your anger is not because I cheated behind your back, but because you wrongly trusted others."
Feng Jing frowned, pursed his lips and said nothing.
Zhuo Lie supported himself on the ground and stood up, picked up the cane on the ground, and tidied his clothes.
Soon it returned to its original dignity and elegance.
His eyes fell on the bag of clothes in Feng Jing's hand. "Cousin, you were reluctant to drop the things in your hand even when you hit me just now. It seems that you care about the owner of these clothes very much."
Feng Jing's expression suddenly changed: "What the hell do you want to say?"
"Falling into a pit once is carelessness, falling into it twice is stupidity. The human heart is the most unpredictable, so don't give away your feelings easily."
Zhuo Lie pointed to one of the clothes and said, "Cousin, I like this style too. Can you give it to me?"
"Get out of here!"
Feng Jing said viciously, "I'm warning you, don't harass him."
"You like him so much!"
Zhuo Lie raised his eyes and looked at him: "Does he like you, or does he like your money? Have you figured this out?"
Zhou Heyu received the fee for this commercial shoot.
He went to the mall and wanted to buy a gift for Feng Jing.
They have been together for such a long time, and it was always Feng Jing who bought things for him, but he never bought anything.
Zhou Heyu just walked to the second floor and saw a familiar figure when he looked up.
Just as he was about to walk over, he noticed a man standing next to Feng Jing.
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