Mr. Fu is always too annoying

Fu Tong thinks that Fu Qianyuan is a dog, but it is undeniable that his dog is just right in many cases.

like now.

Fu Tong hugged his dragon tail and rubbed it twice, he was instantly captured by the touch, and was reluctant to let go for a while.

But with so many people watching, it's... so embarrassing.

[Jazi cub hugging the dragon's tail and blushing].jpg

Fu Tong secretly glanced at the people in front of him, thought for a while, and grabbed a pillow from behind to block the dragon's tail, pretending that what he was hugging was a pillow, and there was no dragon's tail.

A few people next to him: "..."

Have we become so stupid in the eyes of the boss?

But there is nothing to do, the boss of his own family is not used to who he is not used to.

A few people could only pretend they didn't see it, lowered their heads and continued to meditate, winking at Fan Xiu.

Fan Xiu, an old fox, naturally understood what they meant, smiled, and opened a new topic naturally, and several people responded, gradually,

Time went by little by little, and the wall clock on the wall gradually passed 06:30.

Twilight is added to the sky, and the clouds are embraced by the wind and go to the distance.

Several people stayed with Fu Tong and Fu Qianyuan for almost a day, and felt that the time was about the same. Not long after dinner, they said goodbye to the two of them and left. Get Wen Lang done] the words were engraved on his face.

It can be said that this agent is not easy.

It was rare for Fu Tong to be considerate. After seeing them off, he turned around and clicked on WeChat to search for contacts.

He said just now that he wanted to find Wen Lang, but Wen Lang was the closest contact, and the person was on the message list, so there was no need to search for it. The person Fu Tong was looking for now was obviously not Wen Lang.

Fu Qianyuan stood beside him with his arms in his arms: "Zai Zai, aren't you looking for Wen Lang?"

His Majesty Taotie's head portrait of [Shiba Inu Hanxiao] is so conspicuous, Fu Qianyuan saw it with just a glance.

"He hasn't reached him yet." Fu Tong said, "There must be a strategy for this matter. I plan to take three steps. The first step is to let the studio make an official announcement on Weibo first, and then cut off Wen Lang's refusal. Depth of Field flickered over, if he could come, Wen Lang would have no problem at all, and the third step would naturally be completed smoothly."

Qin Jingshen sounds a little familiar.

Fu Qianyuan thought for a moment, and then quickly remembered - the boss of Fu Tong and Wen Lang's contracted company, the cub of Qin Zihang and Lu Qi, is also Wen Lang's lover.

Fu Qianyuan smiled: "Now is the second step?"

When he was speaking, Fu Tong had just sent the message to Qin Jingshen, and was waiting for his reply. After hearing this, he hummed, and in the next second, he saw a new reply in the message box.

A simple word - hmm.

Very nonchalant, but more than enough.

Fu Tong laughed and rubbed his ears with his backhand: "Stable, steady."

"He agreed?"

"That's natural." Fu Tong said, "I told him that Wen Lang would go too, and he agreed without thinking. I can't believe he won't come."

While talking, he unlocked his phone again, this time he didn't use WeChat, but made a call.

The final result is also a good one.

The scheming strategy is really stable.

It's a bit of a dog, but what's wrong with a dog?

Fu Tong smiled calmly, took Mu Mu from Fu Qianyuan's arms, and rubbed the puppy's fur into a mess a few times. Fu Qianyuan looked at him from the side, his eyes filled with a warm smile.

This warmth lasted for a long time, until Fu Tong's voice sounded again.

"One more thing." Fu Tong stopped rubbing his hands, "I plan to move back."

silence.

The warm smile in Fu Qianyuan's eyes faded little by little: "Zai Zai, I don't seem to hear clearly... What did you say?"

"I said, I'm going to move back." Fu Tong turned his head and met Fu Qianyuan's eyes, "Before, I stayed here temporarily because my home was destroyed by Liuyu and was redecorated. Now my home is tidied up. It's time for me to go back, it's not appropriate to stay with you all the time."

"I think it's very suitable." Fu Qianyuan looked at him seriously, "I don't agree with the matter of going back."

Fu Tong narrowed his eyes: "What standpoint are you saying you disagree with, ex-boyfriend? That's probably not enough."

Ex-boyfriend.

No position.

Insufficient.

Hearing these words, Fu Qianyuan was startled, and looked at Fu Tong with some injuries.

Fu Tong pursed his lips, avoiding his gaze: "... Anyway, it's time for me to go home."

After these words, there was an unspeakable silence.

Time seems to be slowing down, every minute and every second seems to be rolling forward in the heart.

Maybe it's because the silent environment makes the senses clearer, maybe it's because the mood is too irritable, Fu Tong gradually felt a little hot, he pulled his collar a little impatiently, but the heat didn't subside, on the contrary, it was even higher some.

A faint sweet smell diffused in the room.

Fu Tong smelled it, and turned around in a daze: "Have you made dessert yet?"

After asking the question, I didn't hear Fu Qianyuan's reply, only saw the latter's slightly...subtle expression.

This expression seems familiar.

There was a thump in Fu Tong's heart, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose, and with this premonition, there was also a faint smell of pine and mint in the air.

The smell is equally familiar.

At the same time, Fu was in a bad mood, and looked at Fu Qianyuan again, and Fu Qianyuan was also looking at him. The two people looked at each other, and the sweetness and pine mint smell around them became much stronger in an instant.

Thump, thump, thump.

My heart beat faster and my temperature rose sharply.

Fu Tong frowned, let go of his confusion, there were more than a dozen Qingxin Talismans on his body.

After doing this, he looked at Fu Qianyuan, very dissatisfied: "What are you still doing here, can you help put the cold water?"

But Fu Tong can't use this method now, he is different from Lu Chuan and Bai Tang, during the dormant period, the cold water has little inhibitory effect, and it can only bring him pain.

Fu Tong is also aware of this, but seeing Fu Qianyuan is extremely unpleasant at the moment, and seeing that Fu Qianyuan didn't move after speaking, he felt even more upset: "You—"

As soon as he uttered a word, his body felt warm, and azure light spots diffused from Fu Qianyuan's body, enveloping him gently in the middle.

The previous hot feeling dissipated a little, but not enough, and was soon covered by even hotter heat.

The speed of reduction is far less than the speed of increase.

Fu Tong fell powerlessly on the sofa, gradually becoming drowsy, unconsciously tugging at the buttons of his clothes, trying to dispel the unbearable heat.

"Snapped--"

The sound of a thread breaking.

A few buttons fell from the clothes fragilely, and fell silently on the carpet, and were quickly covered by the clothes that fell along with them.

At this time, Fu Tong's upper body was no longer covered.

He lay there, looked up at Fu Qianyuan, his eyes were reddish, his breathing was short, and there was undisguised desire in his eyes.

—Come here, I want it.

This is what Fu Qianyuan read clearly from Fu Tong's eyes at that moment.

The ambient sweetness and minty flavors are a little more intense, filling the room.

Fu Qianyuan approached the sofa, knelt down beside Fu Tong, and looked down at him deeply: "Zai Zai, are you still awake?"

Fu Tong's consciousness was drowsy at this time, but it hadn't disappeared completely, and he still remained sober. He could hear what Fu Qianyuan said clearly, and he could also feel the cool water vapor brought by him when he approached.

Fu Tong curled up slightly, and the words came out in a continuous sound like a kitten whimpering.

It was vague and unclear, but Fu Qianyuan could still hear it clearly.

He said—"Take me to the bedroom."

Fu Qianyuan was startled, but quickly regained his senses, and lowered his hands to hug Fu Tong, his movements were cautious, as if he was hugging a piece of extremely fragile porcelain.

"Zai Zai, does it hurt?"

Fu Tong's dormant period has not yet passed, and Fu Qianyuan remembers how painful he was when he was touched lightly before, and he still has lingering fears.

But this time, Fu Tong didn't feel any pain, only more intense desire and joy.

"...It doesn't hurt." Fu Tongyin endured and said softly.

Fu Qianyuan didn't speak any more, carried him into the bedroom, put him on the soft bedding, and azure light spots wrapped around the two of them, almost illusory beauty.

Fu Tong lay there, his eyes were about to lose focus due to the scorching heat in his body and heart, he only looked at Fu Qianyuan dimly, his eyes were covered with mist.

Fu Qianyuan held his hand tightly and called softly, "Zai Zai?"

Fu Tong looked up at him with wet eyes: "Huh?"

While talking, the person unconsciously stuck to Fu Qianyuan's body, wanting to feel the cool water vapor on his body.

"Your situation is very bad now, and you should know that it's...can't continue." Fu Qianyuan looked at him, his voice was very soft, "Zai Zai, can you accept me? Even... even if it's like Tan As Lin said, it doesn't matter."

He actually heard what Fu Tong and them said outside.

But Fu Tong couldn't hear what he was saying clearly at this time, the desire and longing in his heart kept clamoring, covering up Fu Qianyuan's voice completely,

He looked at Fu Qianyuan. Although he was also affected by the instinct cycle, the veins on his arms were exposed, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, but overall he was very restrained.

And what about yourself?

Fu Tong couldn't see what he looked like now, but judging from the heat he felt on his body, he knew he must be in a mess.

Why?

Even at times like this, you are still calmer than me.

Fu Tong felt a little unbalanced in his heart. His eyes were fixed on Fu Qianyuan, and he looked at him for a long time. After a long time, an idea gradually emerged in his heart.

You should be with me, like me.

It has to be.

At the same time as this thought appeared, the desire in his heart also instantly rose to the extreme. At this point, Fu Tong didn't want to bear it anymore, and he didn't want to be bound by any worries anymore. He just wanted to be as free as before, and he could do whatever he wanted.

——Let’s indulge first.

He heard a voice saying this in his heart.

And Fu Tong's voice rang in Fu Qianyuan's ear following this voice: "Shut up."

He looked at Fu Tong with water in his eyes: "Just do what you want, why do you have so many words?"

The voice was hoarse, but it was clear and crisp, and there was even a vicious smell in the surrounding silence.

Fu Qianyuan was startled, and the next second, he saw Fu Tong raise his hand, and just like what he said just now, he grabbed his skirt fiercely, and then pulled it down forcefully.

Sweetness and pine mint are intertwined, spreading a little further.

The air is sweet.

And the heart beats fast.

The temperature is warm.