Chapter 869 Brother Feng, I like you! Will you like me?
Feng Jing's physical changes were obvious and he often felt very tired.
Thinking of Director Fang's words, he canceled his overtime work in the evening and decided to go home and have a good rest.
Just after leaving the company, Zhou Heyu's message suddenly arrived.
【Brother Feng, can I see you tonight? 】
Words have no emotions, but Feng Jing could see Zhou Heyu's cautiousness from this message.
Do you feel embarrassed and blush when sending messages?
Feng Jing curled the corners of his lips and a smile flashed across his eyes.
Thinking of Zhou Heyu, the physical fatigue seemed to become less obvious.
【Want to see me? 】
Zhou Heyu replied quickly: [I miss you very much!]
These two simple words represent endless longing.
【Waiting for you at home. 】
Feng Jing replied to the message and drove back to Zhou Heyu's apartment.
Habit is a terrible thing.
I used to think this apartment was small and shabby, but now that I’m used to it, I think it’s not bad.
Feng Jing took off his shoes and lay on the bed.
The bedding was filled with the faint scent of shower gel, which belonged to Zhou Heyu.
He closed his eyes comfortably and fell asleep soon.
When Zhou Heyu returned home and opened the door, he was greeted by a cold and dark room.
It was so cold and dark, like no one was home.
Didn’t Feng Jing come?
Zhou Heyu took out his cell phone and was about to call Feng Jing when he noticed that the bed moved.
He looked carefully.
I saw someone turn over in bed and wrap the quilt tighter around them.
Feng Jing came and was sleeping.
Zhou Heyu's eyes instantly became satisfied,
Nothing makes him happier than seeing his loved ones at home after get off work.
My beloved...
Zhou Heyu's eyes fell on the bed, his heart pounding.
Yes, that's right!
Feng Jing is his beloved.
When Feng Jing woke up, he smelled the fragrance of food.
He hadn't eaten much all day and his stomach was empty. The fragrance stimulated his taste buds and made him lose all sleepiness.
He opened his eyes and found a dim night light in the room.
The light was too dim, and he could just make out a figure swaying in the direction of the kitchen.
Is Zhou Heyu cooking?
Feng Jing found it quite strange.
He had been here many times and had never seen Zhou Heyu cook.
Feng Jing put on his shoes and walked into the kitchen, where he saw the scene he had imagined.
"Can you cook?"
Feng Jing's voice came over and caught Zhou Heyu's attention.
He looked back.
When he saw that Feng Jing was wearing thin clothes, he didn't bother to answer his question and took the clothes and put them on him.
"It's very cold in the room, don't catch a cold."
Feng Jing clasped his hands on either side of his clothes, leaned against the kitchen door, and said, "With the electric heater on, I didn't feel that cold. But the meal you cooked smelled delicious. What did you make?"
"Simple home-cooked food, I wonder if you're used to it?"
Zhou Heyu was feeling quite nervous.
It was his first time cooking for Feng Jing, and he was afraid that if he didn’t cook well, Feng Jing wouldn’t like it.
"If I had known you could cook, I wouldn't have eaten at a restaurant."
Feng Jing can't cook, and even makes a mess when cooking noodles: "Actually, I hate eating in restaurants the most. I still think home-cooked food is delicious."
"Brother Feng, don't you have any servants at home?"
"I used to hire a maid, but my home schedule is not fixed, and the food would lose its taste if left out for a long time. It would be better to eat in a restaurant. I haven't hired a maid since then."
Feng Jing was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back: "Can we eat now?"
"We can just cook some noodles and eat. Brother Feng, if you're hungry, you can eat some vegetables first."
Zhou Heyu brought the dishes to the table.
Although it is a small wooden table, it is covered with an exquisite tablecloth and paired with carefully prepared dishes, making this cottage look particularly warm.
Feng Jing didn't eat first. He waited for Zhou Heyu to come over before he started eating.
The bowl of hot tomato noodles was very much to Feng Jing's taste.
“This side is good.”
"If you like it, Brother Feng, I'll make it for you in the future."
Feng Jing was willing to eat the food he cooked, which made Zhou Heyu very satisfied.
Feng Jing felt much better after eating.
It turns out that you still need to eat more and sleep more to restore your body to health.
Zhou Heyu saw several medicine boxes on the bedside table: "Brother Feng, are you feeling unwell?"
"The doctor said I had indigestion and lack of sleep."
Feng Jing touched his stomach and said, "I feel much better now. Your tomato noodles cured all my illnesses."
"You still have to listen to the doctor and take your medicine on time."
Zhou Heyu carefully read the instructions and dosage of the medicine, and poured warm water for Feng Jing before going to bed to make it easier for him to take the medicine.
When Feng Jing took the medicine, he felt that it tasted strange.
Aren’t digestive aids supposed to be sweet and sour?
Why does this medicine taste bitter?
But the medicine prescribed by the doctor should not be wrong.
This thought quickly disappeared from Feng Jing's mind.
After taking a shower, Feng Jing used his mobile phone to process messages from customers.
Zhou Heyu came out of the shower and sat next to him.
The scent of the shower gel on his body kept coming into his nose, making it impossible for Feng Jing to concentrate on his official duties.
He put down his phone, turned around and stared at Zhou Heyu: "You smell so good in the shower, are you seducing me?"
"I smell the same as Brother Feng. Brother Feng is also seducing me."
Feng Jing was stunned.
Zhou Heyu's answer surprised him.
His memory was still stuck at the stage when Zhou Heyu was blushing and embarrassed, but he didn't expect that the little puppy had automatically upgraded, had shed his youthful appearance, and started to make dirty jokes to him.
"Where did you learn those accents, brat?"
"I learned it from Brother Feng."
Zhou Heyu turned around and hugged Feng Jing, sniffing at his side: "Brother Feng smells so good, I want to take a bite."
"I want to see how you want to bite it."
Feng Jing tilted his head, revealing his neck.
Zhou Heyu bit his nipple lightly, which soon turned into a kiss.
Soft lips moved down along the neck.
The clothes that were in the way also fell onto the bed.
Afraid that Feng Jing would be cold, Zhou Heyu wrapped him tightly in a quilt.
Feng Jing was a little amused: "Do you really need to be so exaggerated?"
"The temperature has been very low recently. It will be very cold if you take off your clothes."
"How can I do that without taking off my clothes?"
Feng Jing deliberately rubbed his body against Zhou Heyu, staring at him: "Tell me, what should we do?"
"Leave two next time."
Zhou Heyu held Feng Jing on his lap, facing each other.
The direct intrusion made Feng Jing frown.
He rested his head on Zhou Heyu's shoulder and took a breath: "What did you eat to grow up? How did you grow so big?"
Zhou Heyu's cheeks flushed: "I...I don't know either."
Feng Jing felt that God was quite unfair, giving Zhou Heyu a handsome face and an impressive figure.
It is really enviable when a person has all the advantages.
Then I thought about what happened to Zhou Heyu, and felt that God is fair.
While giving, I also took some back.
"Brother Feng, what are you thinking about?"
Zhou Heyu clearly noticed Feng Jing's distraction.
"I was wondering how you could be so awesome."
Feng Jing said this close to Zhou Heyu's ear, and the heat from his breath made Zhou Heyu's heart flutter.
He gripped Feng Jing's waist with his fingers and exerted a little force: "Don't... don't say that."
Zhou Heyu stuttered, his voice trembling.
Feng Jing clearly felt the changes in his body, and his eyes widened slightly: "You can also do this..."
Feng Jing didn't finish his words because Zhou Heyu blocked his mouth.
Zhou Heyu couldn't stand Feng Jing's direct teasing, he was afraid that he would lose control.
In fact, he has lost control.
Every move made Feng Jing unable to resist.
"Fuck! Slow down!"
Feng Jing frowned, feeling uncomfortable in his stomach.
She pushed Zhou Heyu away with both hands, not letting him get any closer: "You little bastard, are you on drugs?"
"Brother Feng, I'm sorry!"
Zhou Heyu immediately apologized: "I will be gentler and won't hurt you again."
Feng Jing was stared at by his wet eyes and could not say no, so he could only let him do what he wanted.
It was only done once, but Feng Jing felt very tired. He collapsed on the bed and didn't want to move.
Zhou Heyu leaned over and picked him up, "Brother Feng, I'll carry you to take a shower."
Feng Jing felt drowsy while taking a bath.
He felt very strange that he still felt very tired after sleeping for such a long time in the afternoon.
Is he really old and can’t keep up physically?
Feng Jing fell asleep while daydreaming.
Zhou Heyu carried Feng Jing back to the bedroom and gently placed him on the bed.
Feng Jing slept soundly and never woke up.
Zhou Heyu sat beside him and looked at his face quietly.
I vaguely recall the scene of our first meeting.
At that time, he would never have thought that his relationship with Feng Jing would become what it is now.
Fate is truly wonderful, bringing two people from different worlds together.
Zhou Heyu held Feng Jing's hand, placed it on his lips and kissed it softly.
He said softly, "Brother Feng, I like you! Will you like me?"
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Chen Yuan hurried into the office and said to Feng Jing who was working, "Boss Feng, something happened!"
…
Feng Jing rushed to the police station,
Before I could ask about the situation, a wronged voice sounded first: "Cousin! You have to make the decision for me."
Feng Jing glanced at Zhuo Lie.
Zhuo Lie's handsome face was covered in bruises and purples, and he looked seriously injured.
"cousin……
Before Zhuo Lie could finish his next words, Feng Jing's eyes had already passed by him and fixed on Zhou Heyu who was lowering his head not far away.
The worry in her eyes made Zhuo Lie's eyes red with jealousy.
"Cousin, don't you care about me?"
Zhuo Lie tried to attract Feng Jing's attention, but Feng Jing's mind was not on him at all. He ignored his hurried tone and walked towards Zhou Heyu.
"Are you hurt?"
Zhou Heyu kept his head down, and Feng Jing couldn't see his face.
Reaching out, she pinched his cheek and lifted his head up.
Zhou Heyu subconsciously dodged, but Feng Jing was very strong and forced his face to turn over.
When he saw the bruise on the corner of Zhou Heyu's mouth, he frowned and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Zhou Heyu shook his head, lowered his eyes and did not dare to look into Feng Jing's eyes.
He regretted it very much.
You shouldn't conflict with Zhuo Lie.
It would be too embarrassing to ask Feng Jing to come to the police station to rescue him now.
Feng Jing let go of his hand.
Turning to look at Zhuo Lie: "Did you hit him in the face?"
"I hit him, so what?"
Zhuo Lie growled angrily, "He deserves to be beaten! I regret not beating him to death."
If he hadn't been concerned about Feng Jing's health and the baby in her belly, he would have beaten Zhou Heyu to death.
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