If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

After several twists and turns, Song Chuyi finally understood.

This high-intensity and C-resistant body is not for him, but for Ji Feng!

Even if he was tired the night before, he would be able to jump around immediately the next day without any marks on his body.

Every time Ji Feng saw him, he would pull him to have sex with him.

This person is not afraid that his body cannot bear it.

Maybe it was because he wanted to exercise his abdominal muscles, or maybe it was because his body really couldn't keep up with Song Chuyi's recovery speed.

All in all, Ji Feng started eating meat!

At last he was not the only one at home to catch the meat and eat it.

This made Song Chuyi so happy that he pulled Ji Feng and ate it fiercely.

Ji Feng likes his current life very much, as if he has finally found someone who shares the same frequency with him.

I can understand his emotions one by one.

One by one, he clearly knows all his ugliness, sins and desires.

He thought that they would sink together with him one by one, sinking into the mundane world of desire.

Until one day in autumn, Ji Feng had to go out because of investment matters.

Ji Feng has already thought about selling all his previous stocks and canceling his account.

He has enough money to live a very good life with Yiyi. He doesn't want to be busy with work and neglect Yiyi, so he makes such a decision.

Because he had to be present in person, Ji Feng could only go out once.

This was the first time he and Yiyi were separated after being together. As soon as they left the yard, Ji Feng wanted to go back.

But after thinking about the happy life he would have with Yiyi in the future, he endured the thought.

After a busy morning, Ji Feng finally made it back to the yard before twelve o'clock noon.

The gate of the yard was open, and as soon as he got out of the car, he saw the young man standing under the osmanthus tree in the corner of the yard.

The boy was wearing a white shirt with loose jeans underneath, covering his straight and slender legs.

He looked up at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree with a bright and gentle smile on his face.

The young man covered himself tightly, not revealing any astringency.

For a moment, Ji Feng seemed to have stopped breathing.

Complex emotions surged in my heart, pity, desire, tenderness...

These complex emotions surrounded him, making him couldn't help but walk towards Yiyi.

Halfway through, he suddenly stopped.

When Song Chu heard the footsteps, he turned his head and looked at him.

"You're back~"

"Yes." Ji Feng responded in a low voice, his eyes falling on Song Chuyi, looking a little dazed.

He had always thought that one by one had fallen with him. They were addicted to this desire and could not extricate themselves.

But now, he suddenly understood that he was the only one who truly perished.

And his movements were pulling him up little by little.

Ji Feng stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Yiyi's cheek.

But he stretched his hand into the air, then trembled slightly and pulled it back.

His big hand hung to one side, his fingertips trembling slightly.

He thought of a sentence he read in a book a long time ago:

【Love is a hand that wants to touch but then takes away】

He wanted to get him, using force and the cage of desire.

But he was so afraid and frightened, afraid of hurting him, afraid that he would leave him because of this.

Ji Feng stood there and did not move for a long time.

Song Chuyi saw his movements and showed a hint of confusion.

"Why don't you come over?"

He waved to him, "Come here quickly."

Ji Feng listened to his words and walked towards him.

After approaching, Song Chuyi grabbed his big hand and spoke with a smile.

"You are tall, help me pick some sweet-scented osmanthus."

"I want to eat osmanthus cake tonight~"

"Hurry up, hurry up~"

Ji Feng's big hand was held in his palm, and his unwavering heart seemed to be caught and fell to his side.

Suddenly, Ji Feng smiled.

He picked up Song Chuyi and sat on his shoulders.

The big hands held his hips and "picked them off one by one."

Song Chuyi snorted, "I can pick it if I want. The osmanthus cake made from the osmanthus I picked will definitely be more delicious~"

Ji Feng laughed out loud, "The ones picked one by one are the most delicious."

He was obviously still touching his skin, but at this moment those charming thoughts were gone.

The desire still exists, but it is no longer triggered anytime and anywhere.

Ji Feng thought, maybe this is love.

Love is restraint, tolerance, and still being softened by the other person when the surging desire strikes.

It can be a materialized high-intensity attack, or it can be a gentle support at this time.

Ji Feng looked up at Song Chuyi, his eyes full of tenderness and doting.

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Ever since "Young Man" came out, the artist "JF" has become popular.

Everyone looks forward to each month’s painting.

The first month is "Meteor" which is very flamboyant and full of possessiveness, and the second month is "Yardyard" which hides secret excitement.

Every time "JF"'s paintings appear, they cause a sensation.

People are crazy about it, and they are willing to sacrifice their wallets for it, as well as the sensual desire stimulated by the painting.

The research institute found that although everyone's emotional sensitivity has increased a lot, most of them are lust, not love.

This caused some confusion on the part of the institute.

Of course they hope that everyone's emotional sensitivity will increase, but if everyone is controlled by desire, the entire society will still fall into chaos.

Human beings, dominated by the most primitive desires, are no different from beasts.

For this reason, many meetings were held within the institute, which were very noisy.

In the end, they were divided into two groups. One group supported the continued dissemination of the paintings. This group believed that even if it was degenerate, people would still be happy.

People live just to be happy, so what if they fall?

The other group believes that the dissemination of paintings must be prevented. Degenerate humans are no different from animals. It is better to turn the public into emotionless people.

The two factions were arguing endlessly, and no one could convince the other.

There have been countless quarrels in the conference room.

Song Tianhua huddled aside silently, not daring to participate in the battle between the big guys.

Suddenly the cell phone I was holding vibrated.

He clicked it and took a look, his pupils suddenly widened, and he stood up instantly.

The chair behind him scraped against the ground, making a harsh sound, and the battle between the bosses was temporarily suspended.

Everyone looked at Song Tianhua.

Song Tianhua swallowed his saliva and said nothing. He only operated the phone and synchronized the pictures on the phone to the screen.

Soon, the latest painting signed "JF" was displayed in front of everyone.

Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the young man wearing a white shirt is full of gentleness.

Everyone stared at the painting blankly, and no one spoke.

They felt something that had never appeared in previous paintings.

That's... tender love.

It's the love they've always longed for but couldn't feel.

It is the author's strong yet tolerant love for the young man in the painting.

After a long time, someone said:

"I guess we don't have to fight."

This painting is enough to change the current predicament.

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PS: [Love is a hand that wants to touch and then takes back] This quote is from "The Heart of Broken Stories". The original meaning is different from the content in the article, so don't go into details~