The Clingy Spirit Of The Blackened Male Partner [BL/QT/edited MTL]

What Bad Intentions Can A Little Monster Have? 7-8-9

Fu Cun counted the time minute by minute, his eyes fixed on the door, his face gloomy, his figure shrouded in thick and dark shadows, his whole person was like a black mist, which dispersed with a gentle blow.

Luo Ning looked at the darkness in confusion as to why he didn't turn on the light.

Hearing the slight movement outside, Fu Cun's dark eyes suddenly brightened up. His stiff body moved and he walked out quickly. He held Luo Ning's shoulders firmly to make sure that this person was really back. Asked: "Where have you been?"

Luo Ning's shoulders ached, and he met Fu Cun's eyes. There seemed to be something suppressed in the deep black, and the dormant waves were rolling, like a bottomless whirlpool, pulling his whole body in.

Luo Ning was a little timid at his sight. Fu Cun was always gentle in front of him and had never lost his temper like this before. Maybe he was too anxious? Luo Ning said quickly: "Uncle, I just went to the county town and I couldn't make it in time. Let me tell you, I'm sorry for making you worry."

Fu Cun did not calm down after hearing his explanation. His emotions of anxiety, worry and fear kept fermenting and bursting out. Now his heart was also filled with these emotions. His hand controlling Luo Ning became tighter and tighter, his eyes fixed on Luo Ning. The dark emotions in his body at this moment seemed to want to devour Luo Ning.

He was silent, slowly bent down, held Luo Ning in his arms, and wrapped his strong arms around Luo Ning's waist.

Luo Ning pressed against his generous chest. He didn't expect Fu Cun's reaction to be so big and why he was so nervous. He quickly patted Fu Cun's back to comfort him, feeling a little helpless. It's not like he wouldn't come back.

Fu Cun's throat rolled, he stroked Luo Ning's cheek and said in a dry voice: "You must tell me where you go from now on."

"Otherwise I won't be able to find you and will be scared."

The tone was very serious, and he probably didn't bother to hide it. In addition to worry and panic, there was also an unabashed possessiveness in his dark eyes.

Being stared at like this, Luo Ning was almost burned, feeling a bit like a small animal in a cage.

He felt a little uneasy for some reason. He felt that Fu Cun was different from usual at this moment and seemed to be much more dangerous. Luo Ning's heart was beating loudly and he struggled subconsciously.

But his struggle was too weak, and he was imprisoned even more tightly by Fu Cun.

Luo Ning could only nod obediently. At night, after Fu Cun rubbed his hair, his body sank into the quilt and his fingers kneaded the corners of the quilt.

Fu Cun's words and deeds were recalled over and over again in his mind.

What should he do? The uncle he thought didn't seem to regard him as a nephew. There might be another feeling.

He had a vague feeling in his heart before, but he subconsciously rejected the idea and did not directly expose it.

But Luo Ning's intuition is really strong now. Fu Cun has a kind of exclusive desire for him, so he has been unwilling to let him go out. Thinking about it carefully, the other party wants him to stay here for the rest of his life. He hinted at it, but he didn't take it to heart.

Luo Ning frowned in confusion, what should he do next, as if he didn't know what to do?

Can he still get along with Fu Cun calmly?

He was not sure whether Fu Cun really liked him or had other feelings. Maybe it was because Fu Cun was always alone and he was the only one who got along day and night in the villa. Maybe he had developed an emotional dependence?