The villain is dying, I'm really not your boyfriend

Their dormitory is on the fifth floor.Lin Mu felt tired even with a guitar on his back, but Fu Qingyan could easily walk down with a suitcase that was heavier than a guitar.

The luggage was loaded into the car that Fu Qingyan often drove, and the two people who came with them consciously left separately.

Fu Qingyan put the things away one by one, and drove back around.

Lin Mu turned his head, looked into the school through the car window, and said, "I'm still a bit reluctant to part with the dormitory."

Fu Qingyan didn't speak, but he was actually a little bit reluctant.

He saw Lin Mu's bed and his little corner from the dormitory.In the past, Lin Mu would always lean against that small corner and play video with him.

However, in the future, the excitement that he could directly touch the trees quickly suppressed that little emotion.

It didn't take long for Fu Qingyan to drive back to their current home.

It is said to be a house, but it is actually a larger yard.The car can be driven directly into the warehouse at home. In addition, there is a bedroom, a small kitchen, and a washroom.

Not a single room.

Fu Qingyan himself was very satisfied with this.

What attracts the trees is the open space between the back of the house and the wall, which was converted into a small cooling place by the original owner of the house.

There are simple stone tables and benches on the ground, and a large rattan reclining chair.The most important thing is that the branches and leaves of unknown trees outside the courtyard grow into the courtyard.

Somehow it grows "for a long time", covering this small cool place with green leaf tops.A lot of leaves fell on the ground.

Lin Mu likes this comfortable atmosphere. After exploring this secret treasure for a while, he happily shouted to Fu Qingyan: "We can have dinner in the yard at night!"

Fu Qingyan packed her things alone without any complaints, and when she heard Lin Mu's voice, she responded, "Okay."

Lin Mu explored here like a secret. He saw an old light bulb under the eaves of the small house, followed the wires and found the switch inside the door.

Press "Pa-ta", and then run out to see that the light bulb has been lit.It's just that the light is not very obvious because it's not too dark yet.

Lin Mu thought, when Fu Qingyan couldn't find the switch at night, he would stand up and turn on the light.In this way, he will appear more powerful.

There was the sound of Fu Qingyan's walking footsteps, Lin Mu turned his head and saw that he was holding a guitar bag.

Because it is something Lin Mu likes, he is very careful when holding it.

Seeing the busy Fu Qingyan, Lin Mu finally realized that he had stolen a lot, and hurried to the car to see if there was anything else that needed to be moved.

To be honest, if Lin Mu was the only one, he would be able to do these things in an orderly manner and have the ability to live on his own.

But because of Fu Qingyan.So he can put aside the things that he has to do sooner or later, such as moving things, and explore this new small world.

It seems that in front of Fu Qingyan, Lin Mu always has the option of being lazy.

He took down the last remaining backpack from the car, which was originally packed with the quilt, but now the quilt has been taken away by Fu Qingyan.

Fu Qingyan, who was packing the things in the suitcase in the room, heard the sound of "thump thump thump", which was the sound of brisk footsteps landing on the dull blue bricks.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Mu's voice came over: "Do you see what I brought in?"

He held up his backpack and looked at Fu Qingyan as if asking for credit: "Did you leave this behind? It's the only thing left in the car."

Fu Qingyan didn't actually forget it, but when he went out, he saw Lin Mu lying on the trunk enough for the backpack, so he folded it back.

But while he was folding his clothes, he said, "Accidentally forgot."

Lin Mu smiled and put the backpack on a chair, and suddenly found that the clothes on Fu Qingyan's hands looked familiar.

White short sleeves with a print of a bear wearing sunglasses.

Lin Mu looked blankly at the pile of folded clothes beside him, and found that they were all his short-sleeved shorts, and then looked in the suitcase, the tights that he had stuffed in at random had all been exposed.

"My clothes!" Lin Mu exclaimed in horror.

Fu Qingyan was extremely calm, and didn't think it was a big deal, so he casually gave Lin Mu a look, and put the folded short sleeves aside.

And he took out the black trousers that made Lin Mu feel ashamed from the suitcase, looking like he had to tidy them up carefully.

"Fu Qingyan!" Lin Mu held his breath, and rushed forward to snatch it.

However, Fu Qingyan raised his hand as expected, but Lin Shu couldn't reach it.

"I fold it myself, you don't need to do it!" Lin Mu pulled Fu Qingyan's clothes.

Fu Qingyan asked him puzzled: "What's there to be shy about?"

"It's not that I haven't seen it, I haven't touched it." He added with Lin Shu's expression on the verge of collapse.

"Get lost!" Lin Mu couldn't take it anymore and wanted to step on the bed.Because Fu Qingyan is taller than him, he really can't reach it.

Only then did Fu Qingyan return the little black piece of fabric to Lin Mu, and patted his soft buttocks when he was in a daze: "Fold it yourself, slob."

While Lin Mu was busy putting away his panties, he murmured playfully, "I think I'm lazy now, and when I grow old in the future, don't you want me?" He turned sideways, afraid of panties Then he was snatched away by this pervert, Fu Qingyan.

If you ignore him, he will give you a little look and continue to entertain himself.

That's the trouble with raising a hot, energetic little boy.

Fu Qingyan reached out and pinched Lin Muruan's face.

Lin Mu was taken aback for a moment, and when he realized it, he yelled in grief: "You didn't wash your hands!"

"Do you hate me or yourself?" Fu Qingyan provoked him.

What Lin Mu said was wrong, he was dumb for a while, and suddenly he had an idea, and quickly covered Fu Qingyan's mouth with his hand folding his panties.

If Fu Qingyan disliked him, there was no way to ask him this question.

However, Fu Qingyan was stunned for a moment, watching Lin Mu's peach-blossom eyes, and from his usually cold and harsh red lips, he uttered a word: "Xiang."

Lin Mu was stupid.

Help, there are perverts here!