Become a rival virtual lover

Chapter 107 A stronger affection is lingering. ...

Fu Yueting also closed his eyes.

Compared with the fiery and gentle palm, his expression has always been stern, but at this time he also had to be a little nervous.

His breath was almost locked by the long and deep kiss, only a few burning breaths leaked out, which sprayed on the side of Qin Yan's face briefly, those sharp eyes were closed by the eyelids, but the fine and long eyelashes were on Qin Yan's face. Yan's eyes trembled.

The violin music is still playing, and the faint perfume is mixed with the moving candlelight, brewing a wave of lingering love after a few glasses of wine.

In the next second, the slightly cool air squeezed into the gaps in the clothes, quickly driving away a trace of drowsiness from Qin Yan.

His eyes were suddenly sober, he raised his hand to clasp Fu Yueting's wrist, leaned back slightly, and opened the distance.

Fu Yueting's eyes were half-opened, and then he lowered his eyes and pressed a kiss on the corner of his lips, gently downward, the kiss of water was like a sultry crow's feather, and slowly slid along his chin to his ear.

With the back of the chair behind him, Qin Yan had no choice but to retreat, first took his hand out of the nightgown, and half embraced him to get up: "Yue Ting?"

Fu Yueting's hand in his hair then slipped to his shoulder, wrapped his arms around his neck, and chuckled lightly: "I'm here."

Qin Yan signaled him to stand still: "Are you drunk?"

"No." Fu Yueting rested his chin on the side of his neck, and a smiling voice rang in his ears, "Are you drunk?"

"I do not have either."

After the words fell, Qin Yan took a step back.

Fu Yueting took a step forward.

The embracing posture of the two warmed his chest and gave him enough conditions to ferment his drunkenness: "Do you want to dance?"

Qin Yan said, "Let go first."

Fu Yueting shook his head: "I'm not loose."

Qin Yan said, "I have something to tell you."

Fu Yueting turned to look at him: "What are you talking about?"

Qin Yan patted his hand away from his waist secretly: "We should go to sleep."

Fu Yueting looked down at the back of his hand, then looked at Qin Yan: "Then why did you hit me?"

Qin Yan had no choice but to say bluntly: "I mean, sleep, rest."

Fu Yueting was startled, and then asked, "You lied to me?"

Qin Yan frowned: "Cheat you?"

Fu Yueting said in a deep voice, "You promised me yourself."

Qin Yan presented the facts and reasoned: "I agree to live with you."

Hearing this, a smile crept onto Fu Yueting's lips again: "Just admit it."

"admit?"

Qin Yan only had time to say two words, but was blocked by Fu Yueting's alcoholic kiss.

Fu Yueting's hand around his shoulders and neck also quietly reached into his collar, and in a hurry, he pressed close to the body temperature under his palm.

The room seemed to still be filled with the lingering smell of alcohol, too thick to dissolve.

Qin Yan pulled out the finger that had been inserted from the waist, and the collar was loosened again. Before he put on the belt, Fu Yueting's wet kiss fell on the side of his face again.Not a moment's rest.

"Fu Yueting!"

Hearing his angry tone, Fu Yueting froze, took half a step back subconsciously, bumped into the table again, knocked against the corner of the table, and took a light breath.

Seeing this, Qin Yan had no choice but to reach out to take him back.

Taking advantage of the situation, Fu Yueting folded his arms, hugged him tightly, and immediately made a small report: "It hit me."

Qin Yan asked: "Who hit you?"

Fu Yueting kicked the leg of the table and said coldly: "It!"

Then he looked at Qin Yan, full of grievances, "It hurts."

Qin Yan: "..."

He should have figured it out.

As long as he drinks, it is impossible for Fu Yueting not to be drunk.

But thinking that Fu Yueting would go to bed early every time he was drunk, Qin Yan said: "Then I will help you to lie on the bed."

"You don't need to lie down." Fu Yueting shook his head, he smiled and said, "Just rub it for me."

Qin Yan knew the difficulty of the drunk man in front of him best, so he didn't try to reason, but asked, "Where is the injury?"

Fu Yueting said: "Near the waist."

Qin Yan put his hand on his waist: "Here?"

"Go down a little bit."

"here?"

"Further down."

"here?"

"A little further in."

Qin Yan's hand just moved, and when he noticed the position further in, he raised his eyes to look at Fu Yueting.

A smile melted into Fu Yueting's dark eyes, like the shining luster of a cold star. He suppressed the joy that he was about to succeed, and was secretly smiling.

Seeing Qin Yan looking over, he hurriedly restrained the curvature of the corners of his lips, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qin Yan withdrew his hand and said softly, "Your injury will be healed after you sleep."

"It's not going to get better." Fu Yueting pulled the bathrobe away, and motioned Qin Yan to look at the bruises on his waist that hadn't had time to form, "I need to exercise, otherwise it may be worse tomorrow."

Qin Yan looked at him, was silent for a moment, and asked again: "Are you drunk or not?"

Fu Yueting said loudly, "I'm not drunk."

Qin Yancai said: "There is no need to exercise. If it gets worse tomorrow morning, I will accompany you to the hospital."

After speaking, he turned towards the bed, and just took a step forward when he was pulled back by Fu Yueting, who was suspected of having a serious waist injury.

Fu Yueting forgot the table and chairs behind him, and was about to back up, but was caught by the chair again, lost his balance immediately, and fell back.

Beside him was the dining table, and there was still a candle on the table. Qin Yan was caught off guard, and only had time to pull him into his arms again, and the two of them fell to the ground.

Fortunately, there was a soft enough carpet under his feet, even if Qin Yan used Fu Yueting as a backrest, he didn't feel too much pain.

On the other hand, Fu Yueting, who was on top of him, seemed to be half awake from the fall, and immediately put his hands on the ground, raised the weight of his upper body, and asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"

Qin Yan said, "It's okay."

"Really okay?"

"It's really okay."

Fu Yueting then pressed back: "Then shall we do some exercise?"

The tie of Qin Yan's nightgown had been torn off a long time ago. Just now, the movement was a little bigger, the hem of the clothes was spread out, and the collar was wide open.

He ignored it, and only said to Fu Yueting: "Don't mess around."

Fu Yueting's eyes were firmly attracted by the scenery in front of him.

He held his breath, his eyes unconsciously followed Qin Yan's Adam's apple, rolled over the chest and abdomen covered with a thin but powerful muscle, rolled over the mermaid line that made people dream, and it was difficult to control the roll to go deeper.

But Qin Yan's voice ruthlessly pulled his attention back, he pursed his lips and looked away: "I'm not messing around."

Qin Yan said, "Let me get up."

Fu Yueting didn't move: "You promised it yourself."

Qin Yan said, "I didn't agree to this one."

Fu Yueting said: "But you can also give it a try."

Qin Yan said, "I won't try."

Fu Yueting said: "Think about it again?"

Qin Yan: "..."

As soon as this familiar conversation started, he had a bad feeling.

Fu Yueting's skills in Pengci are now very good, and the methods of entanglement give him even more headaches. The headaches lie in these methods that are obviously not worth mentioning, and I don't know why they always work.What's more, Fu Yueting is still drunk now, and the normal theory must not work.

After thinking about it, Qin Yan sighed softly.

Fu Yueting took advantage of his silence to secretly set fires on him everywhere openly and aboveboard.

Soon, Qin Yan felt that the hand hovering on the chest and abdomen slowly slipped, brushed the lower abdomen, and was about to sink into a dangerous place.

He pressed Fu Yueting's shoulder, turned it up and down, and pressed him under him.

Fu Yueting's body froze imperceptibly.

His voice was tight: "You want to be on top?"

"What?" Qin Yan didn't hear clearly, and didn't ask again, but instead said, "Next time."

Fu Yueting's tense nerves suddenly switched to another urgent matter to worry about. He raised his leg to press Qin Yan's back, and raised his arm to wrap around Qin Yan's neck: "It's okay, I can do whatever I want, don't wait for the next time, this time can."

At this moment, Qin Yan's body temperature rushed over from zero distance, wrapped him up, and burned his last trace of reason.

Before Qin Yan opened his mouth, his vitals were restrained.

Fu Yueting lay on the carpet: "Try?"

Qin Yan breathed heavily: "Are you pretending to be drunk?"

Fu Yueting pretended to be calm: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Qin Yan said, "Let go."

Fu Yueting said: "Not loose."

Fu Yueting's nightgown was also scattered all over the place, as if unintentionally revealing the same visually striking figure, he stood up slightly and pressed close to Qin Yan's chest.

The increasingly hot body temperature merged together.

Fu Yueting could distinguish Qin Yan's breathing from the beating heartbeat in his ear.

"How about I help you solve it first?" His thin lips pressed against Qin Yan's jaw, and his soft lips rubbed gently against the skin, his voice was hoarse from the burning impulse in his blood vessels.

Qin Yan's eyes finally darkened: "Are you sure you won't regret it tomorrow?"

Fu Yueting's eyes lit up suddenly: "I will never regret it."

Hearing this, Qin Yan raised his hand to hold his neck, his thumb grazed the Adam's apple rolling under his palm, and pressed against his chin, forcing him to look up.

"Close your eyes."

After the words fell, he leaned down, suppressed Fu Yueting's rapid breathing, and kissed his hot lips.

It was getting dark outside the window.

A stronger affection is lingering.