Knight’s Love Letter

In retrospect, Fang Shiqing felt that the reason for such a speechless encounter was that a large part of the reason was that after drinking a few glasses of wine, his thinking and judgment were too slow, and he was confused by the other party.

At that time, he said goodbye to his colleagues and took the hotel elevator upstairs with the pumpkin mask. The room was opened by pumpkins.

The elevator went from the third floor to the twenty-first floor, and the man was still wearing a mask. Fang Shiqing thought that this person was probably in a deep cabinet, probably because he was afraid of being seen by acquaintances.

Entering the room, Fang Shiqing went to the bathroom to take off the wig and fake chest, and took a shower by the way. When he went out wearing a bathrobe, he found that the man was still wearing a mask, sitting on the sofa in the outer room of the suite. Yu had a one-night stand with a stranger.

Fang Shiqing interprets his refusal to take off the mask as being too nervous. After thinking about it, he thinks it is better to go straight to the point. This is the best way to communicate between one-night stand partners.

...but surprisingly, works well for this pumpkin.

It probably didn't take even a minute for the soft pumpkin to be hardened by him.

He was vaguely proud and raised his hand to take off the other's mask. To be honest, he was quite curious about this man's appearance. But before his hand touched the mask, he was suddenly grabbed by Pumpkin, followed by a twist, and he was pressed face down on the large European-style sofa, with his hands tightly clasped behind him.

Pumpkin's strength was surprisingly strong, Fang Shiqing was a little stunned, and began to have a bad premonition.

Oriental people are inherently petite in the eyes of Westerners, and his appearance does not have the rough feeling of a big man at all. During the few years of study, I have been approached by the white number one many times. , but it was the first time that someone had been oppressed like this.

He tried to reason with the other party: "I agreed just now that I will not be number zero, and you promised me well, what are you doing now? Hey, let me go first..."

After the pumpkin pressed him, it stopped for a long time without moving, and completely ignored his reasoning.

Fang Shiqing struggled several times to no avail. Instead, he was a little tired.

Pumpkin only used one hand to buckle his arms on his back, and the other hand slowly touched his bare legs under the bathrobe, the movement was very light, like provocation , and seems to dare not exert force.

Fang Shiqing's mouth was dry when he reasoned, and then he scolded the other party and ignored him completely, and always insisted on being a quiet and beautiful pumpkin.

Pumpkin pretended to be deaf and dumb, and then slowly touched it, from the calf to the thigh, five or six times back and forth, making Fang Shiqing lose his patience, broken The jar broke and said angrily: "If you want to do it, do it quickly! Touch a JB!"

Then, Pumpkin really took off his **** and started to touch him JB.

Fang Shiqing insisted on being a top for many years not for any reason of male dignity, but because he was too afraid of pain, and plucking his eyebrows could instantly burst into two lines of tears. The French female classmate with eyebrows trembled with fright, and threw the eyebrow clip at him and made a small incision on his face, but fortunately there was no scar.

So when Pumpkin really began to explore his little daisies, he began to tremble, and the previous paper tiger look was gone forever.

Maybe he was shaking too much, and the pumpkin seemed to hesitate a little.

The scene was silent for a while, Fang Shiqing didn't know what he wanted to do, he just thought this person was hateful and weird.

He hadn't finished his belly, and the big cucumber of the pumpkin seemed to have finally made up his mind, and bravely went forward and broke his little daisy.

Because of the triggering pain, he lost consciousness for a short time, and it took him more than ten seconds to wake up. Of course, the first feeling he woke up was pain, and he blurted out swear words.

Pumpkin, who didn't move at all, didn't know if he understood, but after seeing him recover, he continued.

The physiological structure of a man determines that a large part of the pleasure of No. 0 comes from the in-depth exploration of No. 1. Even Fang Shiqing, who became No. 0 involuntarily for the first time, did not escape the Creator's this default.

After spraying twice involuntarily, his body was completely paralyzed, and his hands and feet were numb and powerless.

Pumpkin, who had not yet climaxed, carried him to the suite room and let him lie on his back on the bed, and the two of them exchanged face-to-face positions to continue communicating.

Fang Shiqing's tossed eyes shot straight to Venus, and when he saw the insatiable pumpkin mask above, he felt disgusted and aggrieved, raised his hand and slapped it lightly, with no strength in his hand, the mask only It was slapped slightly, revealing the man's chin.

In this case, someone else who is having **** will definitely take off the mask and throw it aside.

But this gentleman, without hesitation, paused the **** and put on the mask again.

Fang Shiqing vaguely began to suspect that he had encountered a pervert.

When the pumpkin was finally done, zipped up his pants, and sat by the bed watching him, the suspicion turned to horror.

I think I have the talent to do the gossip version.

Hehe, it's not funny at all! He was already scared to pee by the way this pumpkin pervert looked at him!

At this time, the pervert stood up!

Man is the knife and he is the fish.

Pumpkin turned around and went out, and then came the sound of doors opening and closing.

Fang Shiqing breathed a sigh of relief, he could only be considered unlucky in such a case, and being handsome is also risky.

But after this incident, he probably doesn't want to have a one-night stand anymore.

I really didn't want to sleep on the bed covered in blood and tears. At three o'clock in the middle of the night, he dragged his extremely tired body back home.

Reluctantly slept until dawn, he woke up top-heavy, and found himself starting to have a low-grade fever, which he thought was due to the unclean pumpkin juice in his body.

Called the magazine to ask for sick leave, the uninformed leader thought he was cold because of the thin long skirt yesterday and told him to take a good rest.

Fang Shiqing said that there is suffering, but there is nothing wrong with the way the leadership understands, the starting point of this tragedy is that one! dew! back! long! skirt!

He slept in a daze at home, was woken up by the phone beside his pillow, looked at the clock on the wall, it was not ten o'clock in the morning, he thought it was work, he was a little irritable He touched his mobile phone to take a look, and instantly woke up, and "brother-in-law" flashed on the screen.

"Qingqing," brother-in-law Wang Qi asked him on the phone, "I heard that your magazine plans to separate the fashion edition and open a separate issue?"

Fang Shiqing answered honestly: "There is this plan, but it has not been finalized yet, it depends on the approval of the senior management of the group."

Wang Qi said: "Well, let's talk about it when there is a result. Are you going to work?"

Fang Shiqing said: "No, I am asking for leave today, I am a little uncomfortable."

Wang Qi said: "What's wrong? Are you at home? I'll go see you?"

Fang Shiqing hurriedly said: "No, no, I have a small cold, I have taken the medicine, and I will sleep well, you can do your job, that, brother-in-law, I have a call, I will not talk to you. I said, I'll call you another day."

Wang Qi said: "...Okay, goodbye."

Fang Shiqing changed his lying position, and his drowsiness was wiped out by Wang Qi's phone call.

It has been more than a year since he came back, and he has little contact with Wang Qi, and he hardly sees each other. The last time he saw Wang Qi was on the birthday of his sister Fang Mingyu, and it was already more than two month ago.

Wang Qi would occasionally contact him, ask him about his current situation, care about whether his work is going well or not, how the interpersonal relationship between his new colleagues is, whether there is any shortage of living alone, etc., almost No matter how small or small, sometimes it is even more detailed than what Fang Mingyu asked.

Just like today's call to ask about the internal planning of their magazine, his brother-in-law is such a person, who cares about everything related to his own people.

But this kind of concern has made Fang Shiqing extremely embarrassed and ashamed since a few years ago.

He took a day off and went to work the next day.

Knowing that he and a few colleagues of Ren 419 saw him that night, the eyes were full of "I understand" teasing, and he could only bite the bullet and cooperate with a smile.

After laughing, he went back to the office, he couldn't even sit properly, he could only sit awkwardly on the side of the chair, and if the movement involved a little bit behind, the pain was so painful that he wanted to cry, and he planned not to sit all morning. Going out of the office door, I don't want to be seen with red eyes.

He had to go out to meet guests just after eleven o'clock.

Wang Qi stood on the steps outside the door of the magazine, wearing a long iron-gray trench coat, a beige shirt, a casual narrow tie, and an oversized A plastic bag with the logo of a nearby supermarket chain printed on it.

Fang Shiqing was surprised by his overly fashionable dress: "Brother-in-law, are you not at work?"

Wang Qi's work unit and Fang Mingyu's work unit belong to the same system. It is reasonable to say that uniforms or formal attire must be worn during working hours.

Wang Qi blinked his eyes and said, "I'm taking a break today. There is a dinner nearby at noon. Stop by to see you, are you feeling better?"

The alchemist quietly tightened his legs: "Well, much better."

Wang Qi gave him the plastic bag in his hand: "I bought you some snacks."

Fang Shiqing took it and said dryly, "Brother-in-law, I'm not a child anymore."

Wang Qi reached out and touched his head: "If you don't say it, you don't think it, you're almost taller than me."

Fang Shiqing said, "Don't lie to me because I don't study much, I'm already twenty-seven, how can I possibly be higher than you."

Wang Qi smiled, looking at his eyes very warm.

Fang Shiqing turned his eyes away and said, "My sister will be back tomorrow, right?"

Wang Qi put his hands into the pockets of the trench coat: "Well, it should be."

Fang Shiqing said: "When she comes back, I will invite the two of you to dinner."

Wang Qi raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and said, "Let's talk, I have to go. That...you pay attention to your body."

The alchemist nodded: "Goodbye brother-in-law."

He returned to the club with a large bag of things, and said to the girls in the workshop outside, "Are there any girls who don't lose weight, there are snacks here, do you want to eat them?"

He only took a piece of chocolate and put it in his pocket, and gave the strap to the group of girls, watching them jokingly picking the things in the bag.

Wang Qi probably still regarded him as the child who just arrived in the imperial capital ten years ago, or he would not have bought some chocolate candy cakes to coax him after hearing that he was sick.

A girl said: "Eh? Editor-in-chief Fang, why did your friend buy you this kind of thing?"

Fang Shiqing looked over in puzzlement, and saw that there was a two-kilogram bag of Ejiao red dates in the pile.