boyfriend he is a snail

The study room was quiet and quiet. The silvery moonlight fell on the desk through the window. The brilliance was faint, like a layer of tulle covering it, hazy and quiet.

The snail attached to the potted plant suddenly protruded a pair of tentacles slowly from the shell, and the tentacles turned around in the air, a faint light flashed, and the next second, I saw a shadow appearing in the hazy light, faintly glowing. white.

He appeared.

He is still relatively timid, afraid of disturbing other things.

After holding his breath, he slowly raised his steps, one step, two steps, one step, two steps, it was a snail's pace, without making any sound.

He touched the handle of the study door and twisted it open.After the slight sound, he supported the corridor and walked downstairs at a slow speed.

It was dark in the living room, and he seemed less frightened. It took him a while to cross the living room to the kitchen, and finally stopped in front of the refrigerator.

Gudong.

Something sweet is waiting for him.

He swallowed.

This is the happiest moment of his day.

He reached out to open the refrigerator with a click, looked and looked again, and found that the sweets had been placed higher this time.

A little weak, his arms were so high that he couldn't reach them, he stamped his feet in distress and a little anxiously, and he stood on tiptoe vigorously to pick on the refrigerator, aiming only at the strawberry mousse on the top floor.

"Finally waiting for you."

Accompanied by a low voice and a snap, the eyes suddenly lit up, and the light in the living room was turned on.

Fu Mingcheng went to the kitchen again and turned on the kitchen light. As soon as the light shone, what came into view was a white body.

The dazzlingly white body was leaning tightly in front of his refrigerator, with a slender and white arm stretched straight out, rubbing against the strawberry mousse that he deliberately placed high.

It's a pity that he is a little shorter, just a little short.

He was dazed by this sudden situation, and he stood in front of the refrigerator in a daze.He didn't feel cold even when the cold air was blowing directly on his body. The most important thing was that he wasn't wearing any clothes.

His arm was pulled hard, he was forced to turn around, his eyes raised up, and met Fu Mingcheng's gaze.

Fu Mingcheng couldn't help but startled.

The thief in front of me is really... not like a thief.

This person turned out to be the culprit who stole the sweets? !

He has a pair of watery peach blossom eyes, childish and ignorant, obviously frightened by Fu Mingcheng who suddenly caught him.

The thief's eyes were wide open, his nose twitched slightly, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his cheeks were tender with a little baby fat. He looked no different from an eighteen/nine-year-old boy.

Fu Mingcheng's Adam's apple twitched, he put his hand down, but he didn't back away, trapped the thief in front of the refrigerator like a mountain, and asked coldly: "Why did you come to my house to steal things in the middle of the night?!"

He looked around and asked again, "How did you get in?!"

After waiting for a while, Fu Mingcheng was a little annoyed when there was no response from this person.

His expression faltered, and he snapped, "If you don't say anything, I'll hand you over to the police."

After 1 minute, 'he' finally responded.

Those beautiful peach blossom eyes blinked slowly, and his crisp voice was somewhat hoarse, "I... no... it's... little... ...steal……"

It took ten seconds to finish the five words.

"Small...stealing...was...what...what."

Another ten seconds passed.

Fu Mingcheng looked at the person in front of him as if he had seen a ghost, and the other person blinked at him innocently, especially slowly, the speed was like a slow motion replay.

Most people with peach blossom eyes have a bit of romantic charm in their eyebrows, but this person looks very innocent and harmless, with clear eyes like a child's. The two of them looked at each other without saying anything. After a while, Fu Mingcheng suddenly Give birth to a little soft-hearted.

He couldn't bear it?

Taking two steps back, looking away from the pink spots on his chest, Fu Mingcheng changed the question, he asked, "Why aren't you wearing clothes?"

God knows how weird this question sounds between the thief and the owner.

He nodded slowly, and asked: "Yi...clothes...is...what...what..."

Fu Mingcheng frowned, and directly reached out to pick him up from the ground.

It was really carried, with the palm clasped on the thin shoulder, he was like a weak chicken, light and effortless.

After carrying him to the bedroom, Fu Mingcheng found a piece of clothing and threw it to him.

He took the dress and looked at it again and again, not knowing why.

The two looked at each other in silence for a long while, Fu Mingcheng couldn't bear it any longer, and put on the man's clothes almost rudely.

The clothes were too long for him, and after putting them on, his thighs were completely covered.

"What's your name?" Fu Mingcheng's patience was exhausted.

This time he answered.

"Gu... Xiao... Lou..."

Finally got the answer to one of the questions, which made Fu Mingcheng's face slightly better.

Gu Xiaolou said slowly again: "I...want...to eat...sweet...sweet...."

Fu Mingcheng immediately realized that what the other party was talking about was the sweets he put in the refrigerator.

The man stared at Gu Xiaolou calmly, and said, "You can eat if you want, but you have to tell me how you entered my house, and why there are no traces on the doors and windows."

Gu Xiaolou remained in a daze for a minute, then walked slowly towards the door.

Fu Mingcheng followed behind him, and Gu Xiaolou walked slowly, slower than a turtle crawling.

Fu Mingcheng couldn't take it anymore, he asked, "Where are you going?"

Gu Xiaolou said: "Go..."

He paused for a long time with the word "go", and did not fully utter the words that followed.

Three minutes later, Fu Mingcheng followed Gu Xiaolou into his study.

Gu Xiaolou turned his head to look at Fu Mingcheng, and said slowly, "I... came out... from... here.... "

Fu Mingcheng looked around blankly, and his voice turned cold: "Are you playing with me?" He approached Gu Xiaolou, supported him with both hands, and stuck Gu Xiaolou between the desk and himself.

"I'll give you another chance to tell the truth. If you dare to lie, I'll let the police come and take you away."

"..."

"Say!"

The slightly raised pitch frightened Gu Xiaolou, he opened his eyes and looked at Fu Mingcheng, his twinkling peach blossom eyes blinked slowly, and the watery light swirled and circled inside, as if he was about to cry.

"You...say...to...give...me...eat...sweet...sweet.. .of."

Maybe it's because he really has a sweet tooth, and the speed of speaking is actually two seconds faster.

The corner of Fu Mingcheng's mouth slightly twitched, "It seems that you really don't intend to tell the truth, so you have nothing to say." After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number. While dialing, he carefully observed Gu Xiaolou. No expression was spared.

A few seconds later, Fu Mingcheng cut off the phone, feeling somewhat discouraged for no reason.

He thought Gu Xiaolou was an idiot, but he actually believed the idiot's words.He asked, "Did you really come out of this study?"

Gu Xiaolou nodded slowly, barely crying.

He was very wronged for not eating sweets, but he didn't dare to take a breath, for fear that the owner would not allow him to eat it again.

Fu Mingcheng sat back in front of the desk without making a sound, his eyes were scrutinizing, and he continued to ask: "Where did you come out from in the study?"

In fact, I still don't believe what Gu Xiaolou said.

He glanced in the direction of the window and said, "Climbed in through the window?"

Following Fu Mingcheng's line of sight, Gu Xiaolou looked towards the window slowly, then turned back slowly, and finally landed on the potted plant in the upper right corner of the desk, with a slight grin on the corner of his mouth, revealing a small dimple on both cheeks.

Gu Xiaolou pointed to the potted plants, "From...this..." After saying two words, Fu Mingcheng interrupted.

"Can you speak faster?"

Gu Xiaolou slowly shook his head, "I...do my best..."

He persistently pointed at the potted plant, and continued what he had just interrupted.

"I... came out of... from... here...." The last two words were said in a hurry, He was also choked by saliva, and something happened when he choked.

After being choked by saliva, Gu Xiaolou couldn't stop coughing, even though he coughed slowly, as if he was about to die.

Fu Mingcheng looked at Gu Xiaolou who had an 'old cough' without changing his expression, and waited for nearly 2 minutes for him to cough before getting up and going downstairs.

Before Gu Xiaolou felt that he was going to die, someone patted his back lightly, and a hand appeared in front of him, and Fu Mingcheng was holding a glass of water in his hand.

"Drink water."

Gu Xiaolou took it, raised his head and drank the water slowly.

The slender neck was exposed in front of Fu Mingcheng's eyes, his Adam's apple was not too obvious, and he looked so tender.

In Fu Mingcheng's eyes, Gu Xiaolou was indeed a child with no hair at all. Thinking of such a child stealing sweets repeatedly under his nose, he no longer knew how to describe his inner thoughts.

In the end, no matter how Fu Mingcheng asked, the answer he got was always that the other party came out of the potted plant.

People are most prone to sleepiness at dawn. Fu Mingcheng drank alcohol last night and didn't take much rest. After staying up all night, he couldn't help feeling a little tired.

Gu Xiaolou looked at him innocently from the side, maybe because he was tired, Fu Mingcheng felt a little powerless.

"I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have something to say, go to bed first."

So, Gu Xiaolou just shrank in a corner of the bedroom.

God knows how weird it would be for a thief to share a bedroom with the owner...

Time passed slowly, Gu Xiaolou curled up, his eyes fixed on Fu Mingcheng on the bed, his mouth shrunk, he was so wronged that he wanted to cry.

He hasn't eaten his sweets yet.

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