After the young master was reborn, he was waiting to die

Although he hadn't drunk a drop of alcohol, Fu Jincheng felt a little drunk.

Looking down at Wen Yinuo, Fu Jincheng was excited and happy, but there was a hint of bitterness in the words he asked.

"Then, Xiaobao, do you know the difference between a brother and a boyfriend?" Fu Jincheng asked softly, revealing his determination to confirm something while Wen Yinuo was half drunk.

"Hmm? Difference?" Wen Yinuo tilted his head and looked at Fu Jincheng vaguely with misty eyes.

What's the difference between a brother and a boyfriend?

Is there a difference?

There should be.

Wen Yinuo's brows were tinged with distress: "There is a difference."

"A big difference!"

Fu Jincheng took his hand and led him to a corner where there were few people.

"What's the difference? Can you tell me now?"

The boy bit his lip and tilted his head slightly.

In the crystal black eyes half immersed in the water, only Fu Jincheng's appearance was reflected.

"Brother, you don't need to coax him." Wen Yinuo said it word by word, very seriously, "Boyfriends need to be coaxed."

No matter how many reasons there were, Wen Yinuo couldn't think of any given reason as he was drunk.

Fu Jincheng's mouth was almost stretched to his ears.

Using his body shape to completely cover Wen Yinuo, he lowered his head and kissed the still dazed boy several times.

When Fu Jincheng asked the question "just brother", he was completely emotional at the moment.

I never thought that after asking this question, I would actually hear the answer I had been hoping for from the drunk Wen Yinuo's mouth.

So much so that she continued to ask questions with the answer, trying to confirm whether Wen Yinuo could really tell the difference between his brother and his boyfriend, even though she was worried and afraid.

What Fu Jincheng really wanted in his heart was that even if Wen Yinuo couldn't tell the difference between a brother and a boyfriend, he shouldn't even think about leaving.

He has a lifetime to teach Wen Yinuo to distinguish between relatives and lovers.

Unexpectedly, the half-drunk and dazed boy surprised him time and time again.

Dangyang smiled and pecked Wen Yinuo's lips again, and Fu Jincheng continued to coax the dizzy boy:

"So, Xiaobao, how are you going to appease your unhappy boyfriend now?"

Wen Yinuo blinked blankly: "My boyfriend...isn't he happy?"

"But you are smiling now."

"Xiaobao, don't you know? Laughter is often a disguise for sadness." Fu Jincheng's sighs were filled with joy that could not be ignored, "Just like now, I am really sad."

"Is that so?" Wen Yinuo was stunned by the trick, "Then brother, let me think about it."

"I'm a bit stupid, it takes a lot of time."

Fu Jincheng felt a slight sense of guilt.

He is really not a human being to deceive the drunk Wen Yinuo.

Wen Yinuo, unaware that he was being fooled, racked his brains and thought it took him a long time, but in fact it took less than a minute.

He stood on tiptoe, put his arms around Fu Jincheng's neck, and kissed him the same way the young man had kissed him just now:

"Is this comfort okay?"

Fu Jincheng:!!!

If he is not a human being, then he is not a human being. He can get a kiss from Wen Yinuo actively. He must have a problem with his brain to think about other things!

"What do you think, Xiaobao?" Fu Jincheng didn't answer, and continued to coax the boy who was not very clear-headed, "If you think kissing twice can be considered coaxing, then so be it."

Wen Yinuo let go of his hand and looked up at Fu Jincheng.

After a long while, he shook his head gently:

"not enough."

When he and his brother were young, his mother would always give them gifts to appease them.

Although he doesn't have to coax his brother, he has to coax his boyfriend.

My brother and my boyfriend are the same person, so I have to give them gifts as well.

Thinking about this, Wen Yinuo touched all the bags on his clothes and pants.

Empty, nothing.

When he is sober, Wen Yinuo will remember that the phone is with Fu Jincheng.

But now, he forgot.

When I touched nothing, I really thought there was nothing, and I felt extremely aggrieved in an instant.

"Brother, I want to give you flowers." Wen Yinuo grabbed the corner of Fu Jincheng's clothes, "But I don't have money."

He whined about nothing.

Fu Jincheng, who had lost his last bit of morality, lied as soon as he opened his mouth:

"Xiaobao has no money, but I do."

"Xiaobao can borrow from me and pay it back with other things."

Wen Yinuo's confused eyes were even more puzzled: "If you borrow money, shouldn't you pay it back?"

"That's for strangers." Fu Jincheng tried to suppress the corners of his mouth, "I'm your boyfriend, talking about money hurts our relationship."

Wen Yinuo said "Oh", "Then what should I pay back?"

"How about a kiss?" Fu Jincheng dug a trap, "One dollar, one minute of kiss, okay?"

Wen Yinuo lowered his head and picked at his fingers. After some calculations, he found that it was really a good deal. He jumped into the pit and buried himself:

"Okay."

"Just one minute, isn't that too little?"

"One dollar for five minutes!"

Fu Jincheng couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, okay." He took advantage and acted cute, "I'll listen to Xiaobao."

"Let's go! I'm going to buy flowers for my boyfriend now!"

Having said that, before Fu Jincheng could react, Wen Yinuo pulled him into the crowd.

It's a pity that this is a snack street and only has food.

There were no flowers that Wen Yinuo wanted to give to Fu Jincheng.

No, he is a good boy. If he promised to send flowers, he must keep his word.

If you can't find fresh flowers, use other flowers instead!

Pulling Fu Jincheng along, they walked along the street again and finally found a stall that fit the description of "Flowers".

It's for sale.

Wen Yinuo let go of Fu Jincheng and quickly ran to the stall.

The seller was a middle-aged woman. When she saw Wen Yinuo coming, she naturally smiled at him in a friendly manner.

Wen Yinuo carefully observed the various types of products displayed by the stall owner. After reading them, he made a big circle to the stall owner:

"Sister, can you make me a flower that big?"

The boy looked so adorable that the smile on the middle-aged woman's face deepened unconsciously.

"If you're giving it to a child, it doesn't need to be that big." The middle-aged woman kindly reminded.

"It's not for the kids." Wen Yinuo said, pointing to Fu Jincheng beside him, "It's for him!"

"For my boyfriend!"

Fu Jincheng smiled faintly and nodded to the stall owner.

"My boyfriend can eat a whole bowl of rice in one sitting!"

", he can finish it!"

The smile on Fu Jincheng's face froze for a moment, then he recovered: "Just do as he says."

The middle-aged woman always had a kind smile on her face. According to Wen Yinuo's request, she really made him a piece of cake as big as an adult's clasped hands, with a heart in the middle and flowers on the outside.

Wen Yinuo took it from the stall owner and protected it carefully.

He walked all the way to the crowded alley and made sure he wouldn't be squeezed before handing it out.

"Flowers for my boyfriend!" Half of the boy's face was blocked by the huge flowers.

But even if you just look at their eyes, you can read infinite love and joy in them.

Fu Jincheng didn't take it immediately, and looked into Wen Yinuo's eyes gently:

"If you give it to me, you can't regret it."

"It was originally a gift for my boyfriend." Wen Yinuo didn't hesitate for a second, "I won't regret it!"

To put it another way, Fu Jincheng is his boyfriend, and his boyfriend is his.

Even if the flowers are given away and delivered to your boyfriend, they are still his!

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Woo woo woo, little treasure, you are also soft and sweet ah ah ah

Dabao, just fool me (pointing and pointing)