Luggage Syndrome

Like all couples who tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, Liang Yicheng was suppressed by the out-of-control Fu Lang until late at night.

Crashed emotions, alcohol, long-suppressed desires, everything made this affair too intense.

Even though his lower body was sore and unbearable, Liang Yicheng slept soundly until noon. During his deep sleep, his stomach suddenly sank, and his nose started to itch after a while.

Liang Yicheng opened his eyes in a daze, and in front of him was a pair of enlarged sky blue cat's eyes.

"Meow--"

The little white cat was rubbing its head against his nose. When it saw that he was awake, it immediately let out a happy cry, and then stepped on his face.

"Hey! Xiaobai!"

Liang Yicheng raised his hand to push the little white cat out of the bed, but soon the little white cat jumped up again, spread its hooves and jumped on him, making his waist ache.

"Go down for me——oh, oh, oh..."

"White wolf."

The sound from the door was as clear and pleasant as ever, but when the little white cat heard it, it immediately jumped out of bed, rushed out of the bedroom with its tail between its legs, and hid back in its own kitten's nest.

Liang Yicheng was trampled by the little white cat, his back ached, and he lay stiffly on the bed, he could barely raise his head to look at the person walking beside him.

"Good morning."

Fu Lang lowered his head, his warm peach blossom eyes were slightly bent, and looked at him tenderly, making him unable to move his eyes away. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and hurriedly said:

"Morning, morning, Brother Lang!"

Fu Lang was amused by his sleepy look, looked at him for a while, then suddenly lowered his head, and pressed a light kiss on his lips.

Liang Yicheng: "!"

Liang Yicheng didn't know why his heavy body suddenly became lighter at this moment. At the moment when Fu Lang finished his sneak attack and was about to get up, he hooked Fu Lang's neck with one hand, dragged him to the bed, and held his head up to accept a long and deep kiss. .

Fu Lang's response was very eager, as frank and hot as last night.

Satisfied with the kiss, Liang Yicheng lifted Fu Lang's clothes irregularly with his hands, squeezed the tight abdominal muscles for a while, and was about to touch them down, when he suddenly smelled a faint smell of fumes coming from Fu Lang's body. A familiar aroma of food made my stomach growl after a night of hunger.

"puff."

Fu Lang failed in an instant, but he still gave the blushing Liang Yicheng enough face, he didn't tease him anymore, and slowly got up and got out of bed.

Liang Yicheng was so embarrassed that he struggled to turn over, suppressing the screaming stomach and restless parts, and plunged into the pillow.

"Yi Cheng, get up and eat."

There was a faint smile in Fu Lang's voice, and Liang Yicheng buried his head deeper: "I'm not hungry."

Stomach: "Goo—"

"..." Liang Yicheng was furious and said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to eat! I want to sleep!"

Without hearing Fu Lang's answer, Liang Yicheng only felt that the mattresses on both sides sank suddenly, and a thick body stuck to his back, pressing him firmly on the bed.

"If you don't get up now, don't even think about it today."

Fu Lang's deliberately low voice was neither deep nor hoarse, just like a few drops of exceptionally strong tea overflowing from clear tea leaves, the sweetness was so intoxicating.

The body temperature of the person behind him made Liang Yicheng's throat dry, and the fiery breath gently blew against his ear, and slowly stuck to the back of his neck.

"Brother Lang - woo -"

His tongue lightly licked his fragile neck, and his sharp teeth gritted the side of his neck from time to time. He felt his carotid artery throbbing tremblingly between Fu Lang's lips. The instinctive fear and excitement intertwined made him His whole body was weak, and he couldn't help trembling slightly.

Finally, the people behind him stood up slowly, the sense of threat gradually weakened, and Liang Yicheng's tense nerves relaxed, but what followed was an empty sense of loss behind him.

"Hey, get up and eat, and take you out to play after dinner."

Liang Yicheng immediately became happy, sat up slowly while supporting his waist, and asked, "Hey, where is Xiaobai? Speaking of which, why is it so afraid of you?"

"I'll beat it because it doesn't obey."

Liang Yicheng sighed, "Father Yan."

Fu Lang smiled, and said softly, "Then you have to work hard to be a loving mother."

On the back seat of Fu Lang's car, the orange cat bag shook violently, and the ferocious face of the little white cat was pressed against the small transparent window, squeezed almost out of shape.

"Meow-meow-meow-"

The miserable howl of the little white cat made Liang Yicheng's heart tremble, and he asked in a low voice: "Brother Lang, can't we keep Xiaobai at home? Lao Yu said he would be happy to feed the cat for us! Since Xiaobai left by himself last time If you lose it, it will be afraid to go out..."

"The potatoes said they were delivered directly to his home. He said he was tired and didn't want to go out."

Hearing the word "tired", Liang Yicheng suddenly remembered Yu Qingming's triumphant words, and quietly said, "Brother Tudou is too unlucky."

"Ok?"

"No, nothing!"

Fu Lang focused his eyes on the road ahead and didn't speak. Liang Yicheng breathed a sigh of relief, and Fu Lang suddenly said, "Does your waist still hurt?"

"It's okay! I don't hurt anymore!"

"Is the cushion soft enough?"

"Enough-uh-"

Liang Yicheng looked down at the new cat litter under his buttocks that was temporarily used as a cushion, feeling complicated, but Fu Lang said:

"If it's not enough, put up the white wolf's usual sleeping nest. That nest is made of pure cotton and thickened. Let the white wolf sleep on the floor for a few days."

"No, no, no, no, no! It's soft enough, it's soft!"

Liang Yicheng refused again and again, feeling sympathetic to the little white cat, and at the same time feeling extremely guilty, and muttered in a low voice, "It's really my dear father."

Fu Lang parked the car downstairs at Yang Yue's house, which was the high-end apartment that Yu Qingming brought him to last time.

Liang Yicheng was shocked: "This is really Brother Tudou's house?! Isn't it a high-end hotel?"

"Well. He bought the house and lived here for a long time. What's the matter?"

Liang Yicheng was full of doubts, but he didn't know where to ask. He choked up for a long time, and choked out a sentence: "Then, will he bring all his sex friends home?"

Fu Lang looked at him meaningfully, and asked, "How do you know he has many friends with sex?"

"Cough——" Liang Yicheng almost bit off his tongue, and he was embarrassed to confess that he had misunderstood Yang Yue before, so he stammered, "I, I, I guess! Well, what, he didn't ask me before. How many people in GREEN slept! He must have slept a lot when he asked this question!"

Fu Lang's eyes were deep, and he said in a low voice: "He asked casually, and you remember it until now? Do you care about him?"

This time, Liang Yicheng fully realized what it means to throw a rock at his own foot, and said anxiously: "I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense! I just, just...ask for others!"

"Oh—?" Fu Lang took a deep look at him, stopped asking, paused, and then said, "Tudou won't bring friends with sex home."

"He is very possessive and has a strong sense of territory. He will not let anyone into his house casually—"

The car window was knocked suddenly, and Liang Yicheng turned his head quickly. Outside the window, Yang Yu's hair was still a little wet, but he was not haggard. Instead, his face was radiant. Seeing him turning his head, he said happily:

"Hey, Xiaochengzi, have you reconciled with Xiaolangzi?"

Liang Yicheng smiled embarrassedly, picked up the cat bag in the back seat, looked at the little white cat reluctantly, and said, "Brother Tudou, Xiaobai is going to trouble you, let me help you get the things up."

"It's okay, no need."

Yang Yu flatly refused, Liang Yicheng thought of what Fu Lang said just now, felt embarrassed to insist, opened the door and got out of the car.

"Meow-meow-meow-"

The little white cat shrank into a ball in fear, and still kept screaming. His heart ached, and he coaxed: "Little white, your father and I will come to pick you up soon..."

Yang Yu put the cat bag on his back, and stretched out his hand to take the various things of the little white cat handed over by Fu Lang, as if he still didn't forget to laugh at Fu Lang: "Hahahahahaha! Langzi, you are happy to be a father! Hurry up and take advantage of it." Having a second child on a honeymoon trip..."

Fu Lang ignored him and turned back to the car.Liang Yicheng looked at the little white cat with reluctance, like an anxious old mother who sent her child to school on the first day, and Yang Yue's face burned with laughter, and he muttered in a low voice: "Old Yu said before that he could come to our house to help feed the cat. Yes, what a fickle man..."

"Pfft—" Yang Yu chuckled, "He's too tired to go out."

Liang Yicheng was a little lost, and didn't think about Yang Yue's words.

He watched Yang Yue enter the apartment door, got into the car absent-mindedly, and then suddenly realized:

"Wait, huh??????"