The sweetness of milk is not as sweet as yours

Chapter96

Fu Zhengming went back with his back on his back and asked the kitchen to prepare food.

Chu Yu's eyes were still swollen, the tip of his nose was red, and his lips were as red as ripe cherries. He lowered his head and ate noodles obediently, and even picked beef for Fu Zhengming.

This appearance makes people really lose their temper and can't express it.After being together for so long, Chu Yu knows best what Fu Zhengming does.

In fact, no matter how many times, Fu Zhengming would always soften his heart and always have nothing to do with him.

It's just that Fu Zhengming's bottom line was touched this time, and Fu Zhengming kept silent, but it didn't mean he was really not angry anymore.

Back in the room, before Chu Yu felt the danger, she took off her pajamas and went to take a bath first.Halfway through the wash, the bathroom door was pushed open majestically.

When he came out of the bathroom, the joy and love that was more like punishment was not over yet, no matter how Chu Yu explained it was useless, in the end he could only cry and promise not to mention breaking up again.

Chu Yu was crying and wanted to delete the text messages on the phone, but Fu Zhengming refused to let him, and clasped him around the waist with terrifying force, and his tone was full of danger: "If you delete it, there will be nothing left, and you can pretend that you never said anything. Ever? Why didn’t I know that I could still deceive myself like this, eh, Chu Yu?”

Chu Yu's eyes darkened, angry, annoyed and regretful, so he could only bite Fu Zhengming's shoulder hard in retaliation.

He will never mention breaking up casually again, and the moment the text message is sent, his heart is also empty. This kind of experience, once in a lifetime, is enough to kill him once.

In the early morning, when the sky was visible, Chu Yu finally fell into a drowsy sleep.

Fu Zhengming hugged him with one arm, half leaning against the head of the bed, not feeling sleepy.

Grandpa was able to let go this time, all because Chu Yu had already lost his parents, so he couldn't stand any more blows.If it weren't for this, they would never be able to pass the test of the family.

Chu Yu was restless in his sleep, frowning and raving, Fu Zhengming hugged him tighter, called his name softly, patted his back to coax him, his eyes were full of pity.He didn't know how difficult it was for Chu Yu, but he didn't hope that in the bottom of Chu Yu's heart, he could be sacrificed and retreated.

Chu Yu murmured and called Uncle Fu, nestled in his arms and fell asleep again.

Fu Zhengming asked Chu Yu for a day off and rested in Dongwang for a long time before taking him back to see his grandfather.

Grandpa still had lingering fears, and almost thought that Chu Yu was overwhelmed because of his refusal.

Although Chu Yu heard Fu Zhengming say that his grandfather had let go, he didn't really believe it, and he didn't know how to face his grandfather when he came back, so he ate dinner in silence.

Grandpa saw that his face was bloodless and his eyes were not bright. He was almost in the same state as Qiao Tanchu Jianmin when he left, and he felt a little annoyed in his heart, wondering if he had spoken too much.But for these two children to do such a thing, it is reasonable for him to restrain his temper as much as possible and not break their legs and throw them out.

Grandpa didn't feel awkward either. He saw that Chu Yu was about to put down his chopsticks and said, "Eat more, eat so little?"

Chu Yu didn't have much appetite, and because he was restless and overcooked last night, he didn't eat much at noon.

"sick?"

Chu Yu shook his head.

Fu Zhengming took his temperature in the afternoon, and he didn't have a fever. Seeing Chu Yu so listless, he felt distressed and got up to find the thermometer.

As soon as Fu Zhengming left, Chu Yu followed him subconsciously.

Grandpa naturally saw this scene in his eyes, and sighed: "What were you thinking about yesterday, playing with your uncle... playing with him, how old you are."

Chu Yu lowered his head, was silent for a while, and then murmured: "Grandpa, I don't want to break up with him."

Grandpa wanted to scold people, but he could only hold back his temper and said, "If you don't want to separate, then don't."

Chu Yu couldn't believe her ears and raised her head.

Grandpa snorted heavily and smashed his chopsticks on the table, losing his appetite.

Fu Zhengming came over and handed the mercury thermometer to Chu Yu: "Measure it again. Teacher doesn't have an appetite? I'm going to make some porridge."

Grandpa didn't want to talk to him, and pushed himself back to the room.

Chu Yu was embarrassed, sure that grandpa had let go, and still felt a little unreal. Seeing him lose his temper and walk away, he felt guilty in his heart.

Fu Zhengming went to make porridge, and when he came out after a while, he saw Chu Yushuang lying on the sofa with a thermometer between his hands like an eggplant beaten, staring at the door of his grandfather's room in a daze.

Fu Zhengming hugged him, but before he took out the thermometer, he touched his hand and found that his temperature was frighteningly high.

"Chu Yu, you have a fever."

Chu Yu looked over dully.

Seeing that the traces of last night's indulgence and lust remained in his ears, Fu Zhengming just wanted to sigh.This is not punishing Chu Yu, it is obviously torturing himself.

The thermometer showed 39 degrees and a high fever. No wonder people looked a little obedient and a little silly.Fu Zhengming went to find his grandfather.

Grandpa felt distressed after all, and asked with a trace of remorse: "Why did you suddenly get sick? I was scared. Why did you not get scared?"

Fu Zhengming couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, thinking that there might be some reasons for his grandfather, so he didn't deny it, just said: "I'll take him to the hospital, you can rest at home first."

Grandpa sighed: "Go."

Chu Yu was a little groggy, and it was night again, so Fu Zhengming simply asked for a ward.

Falling asleep in a strange place and being sick again, Chu Yu was not very at ease, and sometimes woke up suddenly, only to feel relieved when he saw Fu Zhengming still sitting beside him and guarding him.

Fu Zhengming didn't sleep for almost two nights, and his eyes were bloodshot. After Chu Yu woke up for the second time, the fever subsided a little, and he came to hold Fu Zhengming's hand, with a tender and dependent look in his eyes, beckoning him to sleep together.

Seeing that his last bottle of medicine was almost finished, Fu Zhengming didn't refuse, he lay down and hugged him.

Chu Yu smelled his familiar and warm breath, let out a breath, and rubbed against his chest, still feeling a little grateful.

He lost too much, just this little bit of warmth almost made him lose it.

After finishing the last potion, Fu Zhengming pulled out the needle for Chu Yu himself, and pressed the hole of the needle with the cotton swab left by the nurse.

Chu Yu said softly to Fu Zhengming: "Go to sleep, I will do it myself."

Fu Zhengming didn't force it, and let him press it down to avoid bleeding, and hugged him to close his eyes.

After waiting for a while, thinking that there should be no more bleeding, Chu Yu threw away the cotton swab.

When Fu Zhengming opened his eyes early in the morning, he was startled by the blood on Chu Yu's chest, and the blood on the back of Chu Yu's hand had dried up.

Chu Yu also called him in a daze, very innocently: "Uncle Fu."

Fu Zhengming knocked him on the head.

On the way back, Chu Yu was top-heavy and weak, and asked Fu Zhengming, "Did I lose too much blood?"

Fu Zhengming laughed angrily at him, raised his hand and rubbed his head again.

Chu Yu asked for another day off, which made Tian Taotao think he was seriously ill, so he called and asked, "Should I come to the hospital to see you, are you okay?"

Chu Yu hurried back to be okay and refused his visit.

Fu Zhengming still had to go to work, and Chu Yu also had business to do, but his body hadn't recovered yet, so he could only stay at home and rest.

Grandpa was frightened by his expression, so he didn't dare to provoke him any more, he had to observe his expression and reflect on himself if his tone was a little more emphatic.

After coming out of the closet, Chu Yu felt a little cautious when getting along with his grandfather. The grandparent and grandson were still awkward, and it would not be able to change it for a while.

The next day Fu Zhengming came to pick up Chu Yu to go to school. Chu Yu held the books and computer in his arms, and told his grandpa before leaving, "Pay attention to your health."

Grandpa: "Yes."

"Eat more and rest more."

"Ah."

"You should also pay attention to the time when you play cards. You can't even want to eat, and you lose your temper when the servants call you. Playing for two hours a day..."

"Aren't you going to go, can't you go to school?" When he heard that he was going to limit his playing time, Grandpa couldn't help it, and stared.

Instead, a smile flashed across Chu Yu's eyes, and he walked out more briskly: "Next time, secretly throw away your cards and mahjong."

"How dare you, brat!"

Grandpa's irritable voice was blocked behind the door, and the heavy stone in Chu Yu's heart was finally turned into powder. As far as the eyes could see, everything became so beautiful, even the angry grandpa behind him made people feel cute.

In the evening Chu Yu went back to school, looking for Tian Taotao to get the materials sent by the teacher, and happened to meet Tan Lili when she came out.

Tan Lili held five or six cups of milk tea in one hand, and called to Chu Yu: "This cup of pudding milk tea from the store, please."

Chu Yu thanked: "Why do you buy so many?"

"I brought it for my dormmates. Sooner or later, those little witches will grow up with the bed board. How can I go down like this? Let's not talk, let's go first."

Chu Yu returned to the car with the milk tea. As soon as he sat down, someone leaned over and blocked his lips.

"Is the milk tea good?"

Chu Yu didn't notice anything wrong, and handed it to him: "You try it?"

But Fu Zhengming pushed him away and kissed him again.

Fu Zhengming sat back, started the car, and said, "Now little girls like to give milk tea?"

Chu Yu finally smelled the sour taste from the sweet milk tea, and laughed: "You're jealous."

But I heard another meaning: "Who else likes to give milk tea? There is also a little girl who gave you milk tea?"

Fu Zhengming said: "Not all of them are for you. Not long after I came to the third middle school in the third year of high school, there were girls who sent milk tea and asked for WeChat."

Chu Yu was stunned for a while before remembering, it seems that such a thing did happen, but how long has it been.

Chu Yu couldn't help sighing: "Uncle Fu, you have a really good memory."

So long ago, so brooding.Chu Yu leaned against the car window, chewed on the straw, and suddenly figured out something.

The restaurant arrived soon, and Fu Zhengming was about to get off the car, but he caught a glimpse of Chu Yu motionless from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Chu Yu looked at him without answering, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and there was a faint smile in his eyes, as if he was half-smug, smudged in the corners of his eyes, with a hint of seductiveness.

Fu Zhengming simply didn't get out of the car, and leaned over.

The two kissed briefly, and Chu Yu asked softly, "Is it sweet?"

It smells like milk, it's really sweet, he doesn't like to drink sweet things, the sweet taste between Chu Yu's lips and teeth is even worse, but it makes him feel very attractive.Fu Zhengming couldn't help but want to kiss him deeper, but he put his hand on his chest.

Chu Yu asked him: "Uncle Fu, be honest, have you already harbored evil intentions?"

Otherwise, the little girl just gave him a cup of milk tea, and he didn't agree to it. How could he keep Uncle Fu thinking about it for so long.