Slow-Witted - Chapter 68

[Chapter 67]

Lele was covered by Fu Jia’s ears, but she could still feel Li Qin’s and naked malice. He moved uneasily in Fu Jia’s arms, wanting to go and see Li Qinhe.

Fu Jia covered his face with his hands, and the anger in his heart caused by Li Qinhe’s words had completely disappeared.

not worth it.

Li Qinhe doesn’t deserve his anger.

“As you said, even if one day Lu Qi’an wants to break up with me, at least he is still with me now.” Fu Jia asked, “Why do you dare to provoke me?”

Li Qin and all the anger were interrupted by this sentence , solidified on the face without going up or down.

“You figure it out, I’m the one who is kind enough to let you go now, and you have to get out as soon as possible, lest I change my mind.”

Fu Jia said, already feeling tired.

Seven years is too long, no matter how painful the wound is today, it is nothing.

After driving away Li Qinhe, Fu Jia returned to the coffee shop as if nothing had happened.

“Would you like to come to get together tonight?” Datou asked, “Everyone go, drink and chat together, after all, the opportunity is rare.”

Fu Jia changed his alienated attitude before, and promised him: “Okay.”

He took out his mobile phone, The editor sent a text message to Lu Qi’an: “I have a party with my high school classmates at night, it may be very late, you don’t have to pick me up, I will take a taxi back after the end.”

Lu Qi’an quickly replied: “I will pick you up, waiting for your call.”

Fu Jia typed quickly: “Don’t bother, what if it’s late?” After typing, he hesitated again, froze for a few seconds, deleted this sentence, and changed it to “OK”.

It was almost time for Mr. Liu to give a speech. Fu Jia said goodbye to Datou for a while, and led Lele to the lecture hall to find Mr. Liu.

Lele saw grandma in the background, and flew into her arms to complain: “Grandma, an uncle bullied Uncle Fu just now!”

“Huh?” Teacher Liu looked at Fu Jia, “What’s going on?”

Fu Jia smiled, and had already thought up a speech: “I met a classmate from back then. There was a man who was dressed in trendy clothes and looked fierce. He might have scared Lele.”

Teacher Liu nodded and hugged Lele, He said casually: “Let’s leave him alone, Lele, grandma will give a speech later, can you videotape grandma?”

Lele immediately adjusted his mood and cheered her up: “Okay! But Lele doesn’t know how to use a camera.”

Teacher Liu hung the camera around his neck, afraid that the camera would be too heavy on him, so he kept supporting it with his hands: “It’s okay, your Uncle Fu will teach you.”

Fu Jia hugged Lele from her hand, imitating her Hold the camera with your hand.

“You guys go to the auditorium, I have someone reserve a seat in the first row for you, remember to take a picture of me, find a good angle!” Teacher Liu urged.

“Understood.” Fu Jiaying came down and took Lele to the auditorium to sit down.

He asked Lele to find the angle to record by himself, and supported the bottom of the camera with his hands at all times. Lele used his hand as a remote control lever, wherever he pointed, Fu Jia put his hand there.

Thinking of Fu Jia’s devotion to him over the years, Lele suddenly said seriously: “Uncle Fu, if that uncle came back just now, Lele will help you drive him away.”

Fu Jia smiled and pinched his face: “Thank you Lele, but Uncle Fu can deal with him alone, Lele is very powerful, and you don’t need Lele to deal with him.”

Lele let out a cry, not sure whether he was happy or frustrated.

“I think the Uncle Lu last time was better than this uncle.” Lele sighed, “I don’t think Uncle Lu is fierce anymore.”

“Yes.” Fu Jia said, “Because Uncle Lu is only cruel to others, but to us. Not fierce.”

Lele thought for a while, and felt that what Fu Jia said was wrong. The uncle surnamed Lu is fierce to everyone, but he is not fierce to Fu Jia.

After the speech, it was already dark. Fu Jia returned Lele to Teacher Liu, told her about the reunion with her classmates, and hurriedly contacted Datou.

The big hair came to the address of the party, which was a clean bar in the city center.

Fu Jia rushed there by car, and was the last one to arrive in the class. When he entered the door, his classmates asked him to punish himself with three cups. Fu Jia has been in the sales industry for seven years, and he has practiced his alcohol tolerance. He can easily drink three glasses, without blushing or heartbeat, just like drinking plain water.

Seeing this, everyone booed and asked him to drink three more glasses.

Fu Jia still didn’t shirk, and drank it readily.

He was smiling, everyone was having a good time, and no one thought there was anything wrong with him. He can drink and is willing to drink, and anyone who asks him to drink can drink to his heart’s content.

At midnight, a large piece fell on the table, Fu Jia drank the most, but lasted till the end. Datoulai drank a lot of alcohol and became a rare sober person. He first found someone to send the lady away, and then called one by one to send the drunken men home.

When asked about Fu Jia’s place, the big head thought he could have more helpers, but saw Fu Jia lying limply on the table, frowning and said, “I want to vomit…” The

big head hurriedly carried him to the bathroom, so that In Fu Jia, the quality is high, and he endured it until the bathroom before spitting it out. He behaved well and did not splash out. He still remembered to rinse his mouth with water after spitting.

The big head was sweating from exhaustion, and called another person who was still awake, and together they carried Fu Jia out of the bathroom, took out his mobile phone from him, and asked him, “Can someone come to pick you up? What’s the name of his address book?”

Fu Jia shook Shaking his head, he said, “I don’t want…I don’t want to bother him…” The

big head raised his head to the sky and screamed, and said, “Then wait a while, I’ll send you off after I finish delivering the first few.” The

other person took Fu Jia’s cell phone, no Carefully turned on the screen and saw five missed calls.

“Isn’t someone looking for him?”

Looking at the big head, he grabbed Fu Jia’s finger decisively and unlocked the phone: “I’ll see if it’s his parents. If it’s not me, I’ll send someone to pick him up. It’s too much money.” There are too many people, if you can send one less, give one less.”

The five missed calls were all from Lu Qi’an. After seven years, the big head didn’t realize for a moment that this Lu Qi’an was the same Lu Qi’an back then, and dialed over without any psychological pressure to explain the situation to him.

Lu Qi’an frowned when he heard a strange voice, and remained silent for a few seconds before asking the big head for the address.

The Qing Bar is not far from the villa, and Lu Qi’an arrived in less than 20 minutes. Considering that Fu Jia was drunk and needed someone to take care of him, he came with a driver.

Carrying Fu Jia on his shoulders, he stood in the parking lot and waited for someone. When Lu Qi’an’s car approached, he still didn’t dare to recognize this luxury car. It wasn’t until Lu Qi’an opened the door and got off the car, and walked straight to Fu Jia, that he figured out who Lu Qi’an was.

“Let go.” As soon as Lu Qi’an approached, he embraced Fu Jia and hugged him tightly, his movements were intimate, far surpassing that of ordinary friends.

The big head let go in a daze: “You… hello.”

“Hello.” Lu Qi’an said indifferently, “Thank you, I’ll take him away.” Before the

big head could answer, he took Fu Jia away. The big head stood there in shock, and waited until Lu Qi’an’s car drove away, and then saluted them for a long time.

In the car, Fu Jia was so drunk that he didn’t have any strength in his body. Lu Qi’an let him lie on his lap, and cooled his drunken face with his hands.

“Jiajia, it’s me.”

Fu Jia raised his eyelids with difficulty, his mind was dazed, and he recognized Lu Qi’an with a vague outline. He wrinkled his face in dissatisfaction, and muttered: “Why are you still troublesome, I don’t want to…”

Lu Qi’an interrupted him: “Your business is not troublesome.”

Fu Jia snorted softly, with a heavy nasal voice, without any trace of complaint , full of coquettish meaning.

“You, you have been away for seven years, you, you…you…”

He said “you” for a long time, then suddenly raised his voice and shouted: “You are not human!”

You are not human!

Hearing this, the driver shook his hands and almost turned the car into the green belt beside the road.

Rao Lu Qi’an couldn’t help curling the corners of his mouth at this moment. He quickly responded and said, “Yes, I’m not human.”

Fu Jia nodded in satisfaction, raised her hand to touch his face, stretched her hand halfway, lost strength, and snapped back. Lu Qi’an held his hand and led him to where he wanted to go.

“I met Li Qinhe.” He touched Lu Qi’an’s face and said, “He said…he said that Lin Fengxun didn’t know what Fu Xiaoli did back then, so he wanted to tell Lin Fengxun and let me wait to see you Break up with me again.”

There are some things that Fu Jia would never have said in his life if he hadn’t been drunk.

Lu Qi’an frowned, his eyes were cold: “I was negligent, I will not let him appear in front of you again.”

Fu Jia pressed his fingers on the center of his brows, coaxing: “Don’t wrinkle, don’t wrinkle…don’t you Angry, what kind of onion is he, I am very stubborn, I choked him away.”

Lu Qi’an relaxed his brows obediently, and said: “Lin Fengxun knew everything about that year, I told him personally Don’t worry, I will take care of my family.”

Fu Jiamei smiled happily, her eyes were bent: “I knew it. Why do you leave such a big hole in your work? You are very kind to me. You can’t bear mine…”

Lu Qi’an lowered his head and kissed him, tasting the sweet taste of wine from his mouth.

Fu Jia felt relieved, and couldn’t help but said: “I… I was beaten by Li Qinhe’s people seven years ago, do you know?”

Lu Qi’an squeezed his hand tightly: “I know, I will beat you back It is .”

Fu Jia pouted and said, “I know you will help me out.”

With tears in his eyes and drooping brows and eyes, it was the first time that he showed his grievance so clearly. Lu Qi’an’s heart began to ache, and he asked him softly, “Does it hurt?”

Fu Jia shook his head: “It doesn’t hurt. If you vent your anger for me, it won’t hurt anymore.”

This life is still long, he will not cling to the pain of the past.

After returning to the villa, Lu Qi’an carried Fu Jia up to the second floor and helped him take a shower.

Fu Jia was paralyzed in the bathtub, hooked his legs around Lu Qi’an’s waist, breathed alcohol, and slapped him in the ear: “Do you want it?”

Lu Qi’an grabbed his restless ankle and lowered his voice: “Don’t Noisy .”

Fu Jia was dripping wet, rubbing against Lu Qi’an’s neck coquettishly, like a kitten wet by the rain: “Yes, I want…”

He has teased like this, Lu Qi’an can’t afford it reaction. He wrapped Fu Jia in a towel and carried him to the bed, poured lubricant in his hand, and stretched into Fu Jia’s back acupoint.

“Tell me if you feel uncomfortable.”

Under the influence of alcohol, Fu Jia’s body became hot, and the inner wall tightly adhered to Lu Qi’an’s finger, as if trying to melt it and keep it inside. Lu Qi’an called Jiajia in a low voice to coax him to relax.

The hot corridor quickly became squishy, Lu Qi’an’s fingers rubbed against a certain point repeatedly, and Fu Jia yelled, urging him to come in.

Lu Qi’an was more patient than him, added lubricant once, and waited until the sound of water could be heard when his fingers moved in and out, then he lifted Fu Jia’s butt and pushed in slowly.

“Ah…” Fu Jia’s cry changed, it was sweet and soft, and the ending was still trembling.

Lu Qi’an clasped his waist and poked him deeply. Fu Jia was drunk at first, and the front was so limp that he couldn’t harden, but now he felt the tingling pleasure from the back, and the blood all over his body poured down, which stimulated him to harden up a little bit.

His cock was throbbing, on the verge of coming, but it didn’t seem like it was going to come.

“Slow down…” Fu Jia blushed anxiously and begged for mercy, “You come out first, I seem to be about to relieve my little hands…”

Lu Qi’an paused for a second, couldn’t hold back, and continued to push in: “Can you?” Tolerance? If you can’t bear it, just solve it here.”

What does it mean to solve it here?

Can he still pee on the bed in front of Lu Qi’an?

Fu Jia cried anxiously, and pushed Lu Qi’an with his hands: “You go out first, don’t do it…” The

more anxious he was, the more unconsciously his acupoints tightened, and he sucked on Lu Qian’s things. Lu Qi’an was short of breath, and thrust in more fiercely.

“I’m reluctant to go out.” He kissed Fu Jia, “Don’t cry, I’ll carry you to the bathroom to solve it.”

Isn’t it still necessary to relieve Lu Qi’an?

Fu Jia was shaking violently, shaking his head while saying no. Lu Qi’an pretended not to hear, and maintained the state of their lower bodies connected, and carried Fu Jia into the bathroom.

Fu Jia saw that she was really carried to the toilet by him, with his stuff still in her mouth, feeling ashamed and ashamed, tears streaming down her face: “No, I can’t get it out because you watched me…”

Lu Qi’an stretched out his hand Wipe his tears, pump his lower body slightly, and patiently grind his point.

Fu Jia convulsed, her lips parted slightly, and her pupils were about to slacken. After more than ten seconds, his penis throbbed and finally peed out in small streams.

Hearing the sound of splashing water, Fu Jia smelled a faint smell of fishy smell and alcohol. His eyes went dark, and he almost fainted.

“You…why did you deliberately make me look ugly in front of you?” Fu Jia cried out of breath.

Lu Qi’an satisfied the secret desire in his heart, he felt happy, and the corners of his eyes were reddened by the intense joy.

“Not ugly, Jiajia.” He kissed away Fu Jia’s tears, “I like you no matter what you look like.”

[End of This Chapter]