"A Ke, 'No Destiny' has opened a new bar, come and have fun!"

"If I don't go, my brother is back from a business trip."

"Tsk, just show it."

The heavy rain was pouring, and Zhou Shike drove back to the community where he lived. The rain filled the garage and left a chill. The lights in the garage were in his arms a few days ago. After reporting the repairs, the master had no time to come. Zhou Shike turned on the flashlight on his phone and pressed the elevator.

Zhou Shike opened the door with the key in one hand and held a bunch of recently written songs with the other, although they were all drafts.

This is a wealthy area in Jiangcheng. The sound insulation effect is very good. The living room is too quiet. The lights are not turned on. You can only see the figures on the sofa with the help of the faint skylight outside.

It tastes different from what Zhou Shike did when he went to the company in the morning. There is now a very light citrus fragrance in the living room.

It's the smell of Fu Simian.

Zhou Shike threw down the key and draft, kicked his shoes and threw himself into the arms of the person on the sofa, rubbing his head hard on the other party's neck, "Why didn't you say anything to me when you come back?"

"Brother, I miss you very much."

Zhou Shike never hesitates and hides his love, is straightforward and enthusiastic, which is also a reason why Fu Simian has always been with him.

When I see people wearing masks for a lot, I especially like Zhou Shike's insimplicity and innocence.

The man raised his hand and touched Zhou Shike's hair, reached out and pinched Zhou Shike's chin and raised it to kiss it. The faint citrus fragrance instantly dispelled the cold air on Zhou Shike's body.

Zhou Shike took the initiative to reach out and climbed on Fu Simian's shoulder, raised his head and kissed him back.

Fu Simian's breath was burning, making Zhou Shike's legs weak and his waist soft. A lightning flashed from far to near the sky outside the window, and the living room suddenly became bright for a moment.

Awakened Zhou Shike.

"By the way, have you eaten?" Zhou Shike got off Fu Simien, turned over and got off the sofa, ran to the kitchen, turned on the light with a "splash", and was looking for something in the refrigerator.

Fu Simian looked at his back, rubbed his eyebrows, pressed the lamp on the small coffee table next to him, "I've eaten it."

Zhou Shike stopped moving and came out of the kitchen with a box of fruit in his arms, a little dissatisfied, "Why have you eaten?"

Fu Simian laughed, "I'm hungry."

"All right."

"Brother, the newcomer in our group doesn't seem to like me very much." Zhou Shike sat next to Fu Simian holding the pillow, watching Fu Simian start working again, and sighed, "He said the song I wrote was not deep."

"What did he say?" Fu Simien didn't raise her eyes, and her tone was light.

"Well, is the song I wrote really bad?" Zhou Shike hit Fu Simien's shoulder with his head and asked in a low voice.

"Is it important?" Fu Simien glanced at Zhou Shike, "As long as you write, I will give you a message. Whoever writes better than you, I will buy it and sign your name."

Zhou Shike's heart tightened. He knew that Fu Simian could do such a thing, but...

"Brother, have you heard the songs I wrote?" Zhou Shike asked intentionally.

"I've heard it." Fu Simien closed the computer and looked at Zhou Shike.

Zhou Shijie grabbed the skin of the sofa with his fingers.

The other party leaned over and kissed him, leaned into the hem of his clothes, and pinched the flesh on Zhou Shike's waist, "Have you lost weight again?"

Fu Simian was so proactive, Zhou Shike immediately threw everything behind his head. He leaned on the sofa, looking like he could pick it up, "Maybe he misses me so much."

The boy was pressed on the sofa. He was two years younger than Fu Simian. Fu Simian was twenty-three this year. He had just graduated. Fu Simian was in the business world and was silly and slandered with a group of old foxes. He only had to worry about the guitar strings that seemed not very useful, and the lyrics he wrote today were not very good either.

His food and accommodation have changed from being provided by his cousin to being provided by Fu Simian.

Zhou Shike is a child raised by Fu Simian.

Both of them were young and could withstand all kinds of tricks, but Zhou Shike was not very capable of resisting Fu Simian. Fu Simian would be very gentle at the beginning, making Zhou Shike dizzy and said whatever position he said.

But the real Fu Simian was rough and direct, and aggressive. Every time he could make Zhou Shike tremble all over, beg for mercy, and even his fingers were weak.

Fu Simian was on a business trip for two months, and the two could only contact each other through their mobile phones. In addition, Fu Simian himself was restrained and implicit, so Zhou Shike buried Fu Simian's neck and bit him hard.

"Be good, your legs are spread out." Fu Simian held the back of Zhou Shike's head and said softly.

Zhou Shike's neck was straight and his legs were stretched out by Fu Simien's knees.

It rained outside the window, and the pillow on the sofa was thrown to the ground, and the quiet room was sobbing and shouting from time to time.

At the end, Fu Simian picked up Zhou Shike with one hand. Zhou Shike crossed his legs around Fu Simian's waist, and his whole body was soft.

"Brother, say you love me." The boy acted coquettishly in a muffled voice.

Fu Simian laughed, "I love you"

The hot water from the shower was poured down. Zhou Shike watched Fu Simian squeeze the shower gel into his palm and then applied it to himself after foaming.

"Brother, so do I, I love you."

Fu Simian was always calm.

Zhou Shike looked up at Fu Simian, slightly ecstatic. In the dim light, Fu Simian's face became blurred inch by inch, which completely coincided with the young man in a white shirt standing on the rostrum in his memory.

Because Zhou Shike could not stay at home, he was sent to Shen City to study, and his cousin was responsible for food and accommodation.

When he transferred to Jiangcheng, he happened to be in the first year of high school. On the day of the opening ceremony, Fu Simian went on stage to speak as a representative of the senior high school student. He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. The trousers shape pulled his legs long and straight, and the corners of his clothes were flying. His eyebrows and eyes were handsome and cold, and his voice came from the microphone, making people's ears slim.

Zhou Shike is a voice-controlled and facial-controlled person. He likes singing, and naturally likes people with good voices. In the subsequent active contact, Zhou Shike became increasingly unable to extricate himself from Fu Simian.

Unfortunately, Fu Simian is already in his third year of high school. Before Zhou Shike could take down the person, he had already gone to college.

In the next two years, Zhou Shike gritted his teeth and was admitted to the university where Fu Simian was, and once again became Fu Simian's junior. Without the constraints of the school rules that cannot fall in love early, Zhou Shike finally began to pursue Fu Simian openly.

He thought Fu Simian was difficult to chase.

People who like him at school can't even pull them all in trucks.

But it only took Zhou Shike three months to chase Fu Simian.

He knew that Fu Simian liked clean little boys. He told his uncle that he had replaced the cool red off-road that he had originally planned to buy for him with a low-key Audi, and threw away the fancy eyebrows and earrings, washed off the tattoos on his shoulders, and the trendy brands in the wardrobe were replaced by sweaters and shirts with simple and elegant designs.

He had a tender face. At that time, people believed that he was a high school student. Even now he graduated from college, he looked several years younger than Fu Smien.

Fu Simian said: "We can give it a try."

So Zhou Shike was with Fu Simian. Until he graduated from college, Zhou Shike resolutely came to Fu Simian's hometown Jiangcheng. Anyway, he didn't need to worry about his family, so it was the same with Fu Simian. Fu Simian was really nice to him.

In the early morning, Zhou Shike was awakened by the thunder. He turned over and just flipped into Fu Simian's arms.

"It's so heavy." Zhou Shike said blankly, "Can you not go to the company tomorrow?"

Fu Simian didn't wake up.

Zhou Shike hugged his waist, "Tomorrow Saturday, I want you to be at home with me, or we will go out to play."

Zhou Shike stretched out his fingers to touch Fu Simian's eyes, and downwards, it was his nose, and then his mouth. He liked every part of Fu Simian very much.

Before he could stay at the corner of his mouth, the man who was sleeping soundly opened his eyes and his cold eyes stunned Zhou Shike.

But soon, Fu Simian's eyes softened. He took Zhou Shike's fingertips and licked them, "Can't you sleep?"

Zhou Shike was licked by him so much that his toes curled up.

"Does it still hurt?" Fu Simien moved for a moment and hugged Zhou Shike on his lap, "If it doesn't hurt, we'll play for a while before sleeping."
Chapter completed!