Han Yu

Chapter 70 Crazy

As soon as Han Fang entered the door, he felt something was wrong.

The house was pitch black, and the lights were not turned on.

He squinted his eyes and looked around calmly. Qiao Yu stood at the stairs and looked at him quietly. He scratched a few deep marks on the handrail.

"I'm a little late today."

Han Fang didn't frighten Han Fang by making such a sudden sound, and he was ready to ignore the trouble in front of him without raising his eyes.

Qiao Yu asked in a low voice, "Is Kanto cooking delicious?"

"..."

Han Fang stopped for a while, and said in an irritable tone, "Didn't I tell you not to let people follow me?"

Qiao Yu walked down the stairs slowly, with light steps, and said softly when passing by Han Fang, "You seem to be a little irritable."

Han Fang suddenly had a strange feeling for no reason. It was the other party's tone that was light and unpredictable. If there was nothing, he caught a hint of danger. It was extremely unstable, as if he was suppressing and hiding something. This weird intuition made Han Fang frowned slightly, keenly feeling that something was wrong.

Qiao Yu went to the switch and turned on the light.

The lights in the house were originally pale and cold, but they were changed to dim yellow for Han Fang, in order to make it look more intimate, at least not so out of place.

Qiao Yu just stood there quietly, with dark eyes, and Han Fang looked at him coldly.

"You're going to see Bai Ruiyi." Qiao Yu's tone seemed to be sighing, and he took a step forward to face Han Fang, "You hate me so much, even more than Bai Ruiyi."

Han Fang stared at him and said slowly, "What are you thinking?"

A bunch of photos were scattered in front of my eyes, and when I took it from the rear angle, it looked like I was about to kiss, and Bai Ruiyi's friendly appearance was also covered, making the truth a bit confusing and ambiguous.

Han Fang smiled slightly, his eyes were cold, "Qiao Yu, what do you look like?"

Qiao Yu's face was pale, there was gloom between his brows, his eyes were miserable but there was a kind of paranoia brewing, a faint hint of madness, even his smile was the same, but with an indescribable loneliness and embarrassment, "I know I'm unreasonable, but that's jealousy."

Han Fang suddenly had a bad feeling.

"I'm jealous that you talk to anyone. Many times I wish you could only see me. I'm jealous that even if Bai Ruiyi did something like that, you're still willing to talk to him. I'm jealous..." Qiao Yu every time After saying a word, he took a step forward until the distance between them shrunk to the point where they were about to touch the tip of each other's noses. Their breaths intertwined as if they were close at hand. Yes, it poured out undisguisedly at the moment they looked at each other.

That breath was a little cold, like the lingering rain on a rainy day, which made Han Fang feel a little cold for no reason.

"I'm jealous, anyone associated with you."

The last sentence was extremely slight, like a whisper, which made people tremble, but contained a sense of sadness.

While the darkness was pouring out, the pain was suppressed and buried in his eyes. He just looked at Han Fang like this, as if he wanted to kiss him, but he restrained himself from hurting him.

"Don't give me back what you don't need, I don't want to give you what you want."

"Then don't you want to know Qiao Yu's true face?" Bai Ruiyi gritted his teeth and looked at Han Fang's back, "Do you know that he is just pretending in front of you? You don't want to know what he did ?”

Han Fang stopped.

Qiao Yu's eyes were locked on him, just looking at him like this, as if he wanted to look into his eyes with the paranoia mixed with sadness.

"Qiao Yu." Han Fang leaned back slightly and looked at him, "You can go out and calm down now before coming back."

It's like going crazy like that.

After finishing speaking, Han Fang didn't intend to stay any longer, passed by Qiao Yu and was about to go upstairs.

"I'm still jealous," Qiao Yu's voice suddenly changed, and became dark and hoarse, "The painting you drew for others."

Han Fang suddenly turned his head, and there was a sketch quietly placed on the table, just slightly sketching the warm eyebrows and eyes with a pencil, his expression was uncertain.

"You rummaged through my things."

He had long forgotten about this thing, where did Qiao Yu find it out.

"Yes." Qiao Yu's tone suddenly became soft and inconceivable, his eyes fell on the painting with a sense of loss and lingering, and he said in a low voice: "I was thinking, you can draw one for me sometime. "

Han Fang pursed his lips and said coldly: "Who allowed you to rummage through my things."

Although it's all miscellaneous things that he doesn't remember, but...that won't work either.

Qiao Yu said to himself: "That's right, you always hate people messing with your things and not listening to you..."

"That's why you hate me so much."

Qiao Yu's mood is very unstable now, panic seems to surround him, is that person going to leave him...

I want to leave him.

Do you also have this plan to meet Bai Rui?

It hurts just thinking about it.

Why can't you stay...

Qiao Yu looked down at Han Fang, his fragility was about to be exposed, but that person just watched indifferently, maybe he was in front of him now, but he didn't know where he was going the next moment.

Qiao Yu showed a wry smile, what should I do to hold this person tightly.

Still have to cut off his wings completely.

That expression turned gloomy, but in the next second it changed into another kind of tenderness, so soft that it was outrageous, and said softly to Han Fang, "A Fang, stay by my side, okay?"

That kind of tenderness was a little creepy.

Han Fang took a step back unconsciously, avoiding Qiao Yu's hand.

Those eyes are so clear, reflecting him just like this, like a handful of clear springs, unconsciously letting Qiao Yu look at them can soften his brows and eyes, but what's more, he wants to take this clarity as his own, let this His eyes were stained with the figure of him alone, and he wanted to tremble with joy just thinking about it.

But he couldn't bear it.

How can I bear to destroy this person's wanton pride, so I can only continue to be humble, but if he wants to leave...

"A Fang." The voice was soft, and he looked at Han Fang with that kind and gentle smile, his eyes were stained with a kind of madness, as if with just a slight stimulation, everything would explode.

"Qiao Yu, you're crazy." Han Fang looked at Qiao Yu and said softly.

Qiao Yu's smile stagnated slightly, and he said slowly, "I'm only for you."

Qiao Yu's expression was distorted, his eyes were covered with a layer of darkness, and he stared darkly at the childish eyebrows, still so flamboyant, he wanted to have this person by accident, wanting to have it for no reason.

He just wants to get it.

Han Fang closed his eyes and exhaled, "...you burned your own brother to death."

Qiao Yu smiled nervously, and said softly, "So you know."

His tone was the same as before, and his expression looked extremely dangerous. Just getting close to Han Fang, Han Fang's lips moved slightly, "...why."

"So you still pay attention to him." Qiao Yu said with a smile, "That's him, damn it."

Whoever touches him deserves to die.

The person in front of him can only be his.

Qiao Yu's eyes were all looking at Han Fang obsessively, as if he wanted to carve him into his bones.

"You cut off Chen Ming's tongue, why?" Han Fang also asked softly, staring at Qiao Yu, the latter remained unchanged, and even said cheerfully, "Didn't you say that you want to let me go?" If he shut up, then let him shut up for the rest of his life."

"Why did you become so scary."

Han Fang was silent for a while.

In other words, this person has not changed at all, but he is good at disguising and hiding his true face. In front of him, he is tamed and docile, leaving no trace of darkness, and his appearance is dormant in front of him. , observed him quietly, tried his best to get close to him, and then...

Han Fang suddenly pushed Qiao Yu away and ran upstairs.

A premonition of uneasiness gradually spread, Han Fang only had one thought at this time, that was to pack up his things and move out of here, away from Qiao Yu, far away.

Qiao Yu looked at his back with gloomy eyes.

He walked upstairs unhurriedly, the light in the living room seemed to be shaken by the wind, and even Qiao Yu's shadow flickered.

Qiao Yu's voice sounded behind Han Fang, "Hey, didn't I just tell you to stay by my side, what are you packing up now?"

Han Fang's body was slightly stiff, and the shadow of uneasiness gradually expanded, making him a little out of breath. With Qiao Yu's arrival, he only had one thought in his mind, which was to escape from here, so at that moment, he dropped the things in his hand without thinking. About to run out the door.

Qiao Yu grabbed his wrist with sinking eyes, his eyes were turbulent, and he looked directly at Han Fang, "Why don't you keep cleaning up, Ah Fang, I was thinking of taking you out to relax, you must be bored at home these days, so Even idlers understand."

"Let go of me, Qiao Yu, you are deceiving yourself."

Qiao Yu's smile finally faded, her expression was sullen and uncertain, and finally the corners of her lips raised lightly, "I should teach Ah Fang to understand one thing, that is, I will never let go of your hand in my life, and, Don't try to run away from me in my face."

"I won't allow it."

Qiao Yu frowned, with serious eyes, "I will never allow it in my life."

Clothes were scattered from the bed to the floor.

Qiao Yu looked feminine, but in fact he was thin inside, and he suppressed Han Fang effortlessly. The person under him didn't realize it for a while, but when he recalled this posture, his face flushed and struggled, but Qiao Yu After being pressed back tightly, he could only tilt his head up feebly and panted heavily. Qiao Yu looked at the white and tender neck slightly tilted up, showing the fragility in front of his eyes, and his thoughts became even more fluctuating.

Han Fang squinted at the glaring light above his head, Qiao Yu's face was shaking in front of his eyes, his brows were a little tired, but when Qiao Yu touched him, he felt a chill and wanted to struggle But was bound tightly and could not break free.

"...Go away."

Unable to break free from the struggle, and unable to avoid the cherished pious kiss, he slowly unbuttoned his clothes. Under Han Fang's unbelievable eyes, Qiao Yu's subordinates still did not stop, and the breath sprayed on his ears, "We only did it once, and when you are not very sober, today is just right, we can do it once."

After Han Fang finished speaking, his eyes turned red and he gritted his teeth: "Go to hell."

Visibly annoyed.

Qiao Yu suddenly lowered his head and kissed his lips, biting. The thought of wanting to possess this person kept fermenting in his heart. Even if the person bit down angrily and the smell of blood filled his mouth instantly, he refused to give in. One minute at a time, when he finally backed out, the other party was panting and blushing, and he didn't know whether it was from suffocation or anger, he took a breath of relief, his chest heaved, Qiao Yu bent down and kissed his neck, sucking As he spoke, he felt Han Fang's tense body in an instant, whispering in his ear like a poisonous snake, "Don't you think about your family, A Fang?"

Struggling and stiffened.

"Do you threaten me?"

"How can this be considered a threat." Qiao Yu sucked his earlobe, and Han Fang shivered sensitively and wanted to avoid it, "We are still the same as before, A Fang can do whatever he wants, whatever he wants What is there, we have to be together forever, like now."

Qiao Yu rolled his eyes with a smile.

Han Fang looked at him and slowly relaxed his body.

Qiao Yu smiled even more happily.

Unbutton his clothes and kiss everything about him.

Han Fang turned his face away, lowered his eyes as if he didn't notice the neck being sucked, and the buttons of his clothes were slowly undone. Qiao Yu kissed him along the way, and suddenly engulfed his chest. Han Fang tensed up, However, a hand rubbed his waist suddenly, and his body softened again.

In fact, it was joyful, otherwise Han Fang would not have indulged silently, but he was probably a little unwilling. He raised his head unsteadily and gasped for a while. Qiao Yu's kiss fell on the heel of his leg. While still teasing his lower body and teasing his nipples, he began to expand slowly for himself again, until the sweat on his head was fine, and Han Fang's eyes were slightly moist with water. Slowly, let this person sink into his body.

Sensing the shivering of the person beneath him, Qiao Yu hastily kissed comfortingly, "Don't be afraid."

As if wanting to crush him to the bone, the groaning was fuzzy, the bed was shaking, and Qiao Yu was undulating, just for this person to be more happy, and would rather be humble to please.

Han Fang's brows were a little dazed, but also full of lust, which made people tremble unconsciously, trembling, wishing he could hold him in his arms, kiss him carefully, comfort him carefully, and feel pity for him. Qiao Yu is like this Coaxed softly for a while, the more he coaxed, the more he could not help but love and pity.

Qiao Yu leaned over to kiss his lips, but Han Fang dodged reflexively, and he lowered his eyes.

"kiss Me."

Han Fang pursed his lips, Qiao Yu turned his face over and kissed him.

"who am I?"

"Qiao Yu."

"Who are you from?"

Han Fang moved his lips, "...yours."

Qiao Yu raised the corners of his mouth, "Kiss me."

Han Fang lowered his eyes, and a blurry image appeared in front of his eyes, and he just smiled strangely.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Han Fang: July 7rd was a sad day when I was QJed by Chrysanthemum.

[Thanks to my lovely little angel, who has supported me until now]

[The author has something to say]

The author's memory has not been very good. I remembered that the collection of the column broke 200 a few days ago. I originally wanted to share it, but I forgot it now. I will share it with you, and I will bring the meat by the way.

Can you ask the little angel to poke into my column and accept one, so I can sell it here.

Maybe after breaking [-], there will still be a car driving, ho ho ho ho.

Well, I won't always be weak

The author wanted to see the appearance of Gong who obviously didn't want to be slapped but was forced to slap