Forced to become his stand-in wife

"Hello, my name is Fu Tingxuan."

Ling Qiu thought that the cellmate living with him would be a middle-aged man, or someone with a vicious look, but he didn't want to

He looks so good-looking.

It was a face that made people breathless, with Caucasian three-dimensional facial features, dark eyes like stars, straight nose, and raised mouth corners, a smile that was not a smile.

His hair has not been trimmed, and the half-length black hair is slightly curled, hanging on his slender neck, looking a bit lazy and casual.

Instead of a prison uniform, he was wearing a white shirt, with the top three buttons undone to reveal a large collarbone, and a chain necklace around his neck.

In this way, it doesn't look like he's here to go to jail, but rather like he's out to travel and stay in a hotel.

Fu Tingxuan saw that the thin man didn't speak for a long time, so he couldn't help but took two steps forward, and said in a low voice, "Hello?"

The voice has the magnetism of a mature man, as soft and melodious as a cello.

Ling Qiu took a step back in embarrassment, "Hello, my name is Ling Qiu."

"Well, I know you."

Fu Tingxuan was so close to him that he could smell the faint scent of soap on his body.

After the prison guard sent the person to him, he explained a few more words, mostly to get along peacefully and not to cause trouble, etc., then turned and left.

For a moment, only Fu Tingxuan and Ling Qiu were left in the huge cell.

Ling Qiu is withdrawn, not used to being alone with strangers, and doesn't know what to do.

Fu Tingxuan let out a "tss", just when Ling Qiu thought he was going to say something to him, this man bypassed him and walked straight to the bed.

The bed Ling Qiu had already made, Fu Tingxuan looked at the two clean and tidy beds and asked, "Which one is mine?"

Ling Qiu pointed to the left: "This one."

Fu Tingxuan took off his shirt and threw it on the upper bunk, then lay down and turned his back to Ling Qiu and said: "I want to sleep, don't wake me up."

After finishing speaking, it didn't take long for him to breathe evenly, as if he really fell asleep.

Ling Qiu looked at his figure, he seemed to be very difficult to get along with.

But it looks pretty good, but I don't know what mistake I made to get in.

Ling Qiu sat quietly on the bed in a daze, afraid of waking him up, he didn't even move, quietly like a sculpture.

It was already night when Fu Tingxuan woke up, and it was time for dinner in the prison at eight o'clock.

The prison guard came to open the door and took the two of them to the cafeteria.

Ling Qiu and Fu Tingxuan were at the end of the line, they didn't talk much, Ling Qiu lowered his head, and Fu Tingxuan looked around with playful eyes.

Halfway through the queue, a middle-aged man with beards came up, he came straight over, and said to Ling Qiu: "Get out, little dwarf."

Ling Qiu was taken aback by the yelling, he had been bullied a lot in the past few days, jumping in line was common, Ling Qiu was weak-tempered, he could only swallow his anger if he didn't want to cause trouble.

As soon as he withdrew, the clothes at the nape of his neck were pulled from behind, Ling Qiu looked back, and it was Fu Tingxuan who grabbed his collar.

Fu Tingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his originally lazy and undisciplined temperament suddenly soared to [-] meters.

"Come back, what are you going to do?"

The bearded man glared at him ferociously, and seeing that he had a new face, he immediately raised his prestige and shouted loudly: "You newcomer, don't know what is good or bad! You messed with me, be careful that you will have a bad life in the future."

Fu Tingxuan smiled, "You broke the rules outside, but you still want to break them when you come in? I think you don't know what to do, don't you don't know, you thought you opened this prison."

The beard blushes from him, he is a rough man, he is a gangster outside, he is a social person, he can't beat around the bush, he is used to it, and when he meets someone who is wrong, he just throws his fist at him.

Because of his physique, not many people here dare to provoke him.

Seeing that the little boy in front of him dared to insult him on the spot, he was so angry that he raised his fist and threw it at Fu Tingxuan.

Ling Qiu on the side saw it, his mind was blank, but his body moved, and he blocked Fu Tingxuan's face abruptly, his vision blurred, and he heard "Bang!" The thin man in front of him fell to the ground like a torn sack.

The bearded fist punched Ling Qiu's face, causing real pain, Ling Qiu fell to the ground and was stunned for a long time without recovering, his deaf right ear was rumbling, with a twinge of pain.

The corner of his mouth was already cracked, Ling Qiu tasted the bloody smell in his mouth, he pressed his tongue against his teeth, fortunately the teeth were not loose.

After a while, the people around exploded, Fu Tingxuan helped Ling Qiu up, "What are you doing here? Are you stupid?"

His tone was very bad, with anger, obviously angry.

Ling Qiu's eyelashes drooped and trembled, he covered the wound on his face and said falteringly: "It's because of me, how can I let you be beaten? Besides, the prison guard said,

Don't fight and cause trouble"

Fu Tingxuan laughed angrily at his words. In the past 25 years, he had never seen a person as stupid as him. He was so skinny that he had the courage to stand in front of him and take the beating for him.

Is such a stupid person really an arsonist like the outside world said?Also because of jealousy and framing stars for doping?

"Can you stand still?" Fu Tingxuan's voice suddenly softened.

Ling Qiu nodded awkwardly.

Fu Tingxuan let go of him, then rushed towards the bearded man, grabbed his collar and pulled it down, bent his knees and kicked him on the stomach, it took less than three seconds, He knocked the tall and burly beard to the ground.

The beard covered his stomach, lying on the ground twitching uncomfortably, vomiting with his mouth open.

Although Fu Tingxuan's hit was not fatal, it was the most uncomfortable place, and it would not be a problem to make him feel uncomfortable for half an hour.

Standing aside, Ling Qiu was startled, and when he reacted, he immediately stepped forward and grabbed Fu Tingxuan's tense hand, shaking his head at him.

The movement here attracted the attention of the prison guards, who came over and scolded angrily: "You dare to fight here, you want to use corporal punishment, don't you?"

Ling Qiu said to the prison police: "It's none of his business, it's my fault"

The prison guard glanced at Ling Qiu, saw that his right cheek was red and swollen, then looked at the bearded man lying on the ground, and instantly understood what was going on.

This bearded man has often caused troubles, but today he has provoked two people who should not be provoked here.

He looked at Fu Tingxuan who was beside him, and said in a low voice, "There will be no next time."

Fu Tingxuan only took his words as fart, and dragged Ling Qiu to line up to get food.

The food in the prison can only be said to be edible, the taste is not good, it is a big pot of rice, how can you expect him to be like a five-star?

Fu Dashao, who is used to the life of a wealthy family, eats this kind of food, and it feels like eating "pig food", which is hard to swallow.

But if you don’t eat, you will be hungry, so you can barely stuff steamed buns and potatoes.

Looking at his puffy face, Ling Qiu suddenly felt that he wasn't that difficult to get along with anymore.

"Just now, thank you."

"It's nothing." Fu Tingxuan swallowed the potatoes in his mouth, then picked up the water glass on his right and poured them into it.

After drinking, he put down his cup and said: "Outside, people can be classified into high and low, but inside, everyone is equal. If he breaks the rules, you don't have to show courtesy to him."

But if you are not polite, you will be beaten. It is impossible for the prison guard to keep watching, there will always be a time to relax.

Ling Qiu didn't tell Fu Tingxuan these words, he nodded his head as a tacit consent to his words.

Fu Tingxuan rarely looked at Ling Qiu carefully, sizing up his facial features. Ling Qiu's face was as big as a palm, and right now his right cheek was swollen. A hamster that only hides food.

"Why did you stand in front of me just now?"

To be honest, this was the first time someone stood in front of him and beat him up. Although it was redundant and meaningless, there was always a strange feeling in my heart.

Ling Qiu raised his head, blinked his eyes and said, "It was originally caused by me."

At that time, Fu Tingxuan spoke for him, how could he let him be beaten?

Fu Tingxuan smiled when he heard his answer. Although he had already guessed the result, for some reason, he felt a little bit disappointed when he heard this answer.

After dinner, the two returned to the room to wash and sleep.

The bathing place is a large bathhouse, but because of its special status, this cell has a separate bathroom.

Ling Qiu took the clean clothes to wash first, and came back in less than 10 minutes. His hair was wet, and the white T-shirt on his upper body was soaked with water.

Fu Tingxuan was doing push-ups with one hand. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head and glanced at Ling Qiu. After taking a shower, Ling Qiu's whole body was dewy.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he was staring at her, Ling Qiu couldn't help asking.

"Would you like to see a doctor?"

The injury on the right face simply ruined the whole beauty.

"No need, I'm used to it." Ling Qiu rubbed his face and smiled at Fu Tingxuan. Qin Muyang beat him before. There were more serious injuries than this one. This kind of injury will heal after half a month.

Fu Tingxuan frowned: "Are you used to it?"

It was only then that Ling Qiu realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, he quickly changed the subject and said: "Go take a bath, the hot water is set at a fixed time, once the time is over you can only take a bath in cold water."

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Fu Tingxuan stopped asking, stood up and took a shower with clean clothes.

Ling Qiu sat on the bed, covered his cheeks, the slightest touch made him frowned in pain.

Just because he's used to it doesn't mean he's fine, he still has the pain he should have. In addition to the wound on his face, the wound on his waist is also split open, and the flesh and blood inside can be faintly seen.

Ling Qiu sighed, laying down on the bed carefully, avoiding pressing the wound, but no matter how much he slept, he was still uncomfortable, he could only comfort himself, after falling asleep, he would not feel so uncomfortable when he woke up the next day.

Fu Tingxuan came back after taking a bath in less than 5 minutes. He held the clothes he had just changed in his hand, looked around and threw the clothes in the trash can.

Ling Qiu heard the movement and opened his eyes, "Why did you throw away the good clothes? What a pity."

"I don't know how to wash, so it stinks?" Fu Tingxuan didn't think it was a pity. The left and right were only a set of clothes, and they were not worth much. Besides, the servants at home would bring him the clothes he changed every week.

Ling Qiu looked at him, thinking in his heart, this man is really the young master's fate, he probably came to the prison to experience life at the bottom.

Ling Qiu is used to being frugal and can't bear him being so wasteful. He takes care of Qin Muyang's daily necessities, so he can more or less see how much the piece of clothing he lost is worth, at least one or two thousand.

"Put it aside and I'll wash it for you."