Mr. Fu is always too annoying

It was undoubtedly a night of extravagance.

And after the indulgence, when you wake up, all you can feel is emptying.

Yes, let go.

This was Fu Tong's only reaction at that moment when he woke up from the sound of the alarm clock and saw Fu Qianyuan sleeping next to him and the ambiguous traces all over his body.

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...how did things get to this point?

Fu Tong's head was empty, and after staring at the white wall in front of him for a few minutes, he gave himself an answer in his heart.

It must be that the ex-boyfriend is too stupid, taking advantage of others to trick me.

He thought about it, and felt that this was the correct answer, but in the next second, the memory fragments were awakened, and he saw himself lying on the bed, where he was now, pulling Fu Qianyuan's lapel down fiercely. Be as active as possible.

It seems that Fu Qianyuan is the one who was deceived by taking advantage of others' danger.

Fu Tong: "..."

No, it can't be, it shouldn't be.

This must not be true.

He tilted his head and glanced at Fu Qianyuan who was still asleep, and felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

Don't ask, if you ask, you will regret it, very regretful, very regretful.

But what should we do now?

Fu Tong stared at the white wall in front of him, and after being dazed for a while, he made a decision for himself after answering.

—Let’s slip first.

It's the legendary kind of ruthless one who eats and leaves.

Scum is a bit scum, but what do you want to do so much at this time?

With a decision in mind, the rest is to put it into practice.

Fu Tong looked around, and finally found his crumpled pajamas with no buttons and balls on the carpet. Normally, he would be so disgusted with such clothes that he wouldn't even take a look at them, but at this time He didn't care too much, picked it up and put it on his body casually, got out of bed quietly, and walked towards the door.

One step, two steps... gradually came to the door.

Fu Tong held the doorknob with his hand, and for some reason, a sense of guilt and guilt suddenly arose in his heart.

It's probably the ambivalence of people who are not scumbags after doing scumbags.

Just leave like this...it doesn't seem so good.

Fu Tong thought uncertainly, and glanced back at Fu Qianyuan, who was still asleep and knew nothing about Fu Tong's behavior of slipping away.

In contrast, Fu Qianyuan seemed to be let down by a pitiful little boy, while Fu Tong was terrible and outrageously scum.

So sinful.

Fu Tong froze there, unable to hold down the hand holding the doorknob. He rubbed the center of his brows and thought about countermeasures in his heart. After thinking like this for a while, he gradually thought of what Tan Lin said before——

"If you can live with your heart, you can go straight to it. Free prostitution is so much fun. If you can't make it through, you can pay Ye Duo. After the prostitution, you just throw the money and leave. The arrangement is clear and there is no burden on your heart. How wonderful. "

There is no burden on my heart at all, these few words are on the point.

Fu Tong decided to give Ye Du money. It is definitely not appropriate to transfer money online at this moment. If Fu Qianyuan is woken up by a notification sound, wouldn't the scene be particularly embarrassing.

Thinking of this, Fu Tong resolutely gave up online, took out 500 yuan from the drawer and put it beside Fu Qianyuan's pillow. One hundred, let Zhang Fifty go in again.

Two hundred and five.

Very well deserved.

Fu Tong nodded in satisfaction, put the money back and closed the drawer, and walked quietly to the door again.

Without the scumbag's sense of guilt, he walked out this time calmly, the door closed gently behind him, and everything was silent.

Fu Tong was very satisfied with this result, but he didn't know that Fu Qianyuan opened his eyes the moment he went out at a place separated by a wall. His eyes were sober, and he didn't look like he had just woken up at all.

In fact, he didn't sleep all night. He lay beside Fu Tong and outlined his eyebrows with his eyes, until he saw the dawn.

Not enough to look at.

It wasn't until Fu Tong was about to wake up from his sleep that he retracted his gaze, closed his eyes before Fu Tong looked over, and pretended that he was still asleep.

One is that I don't want Fu Tong to be embarrassed.

The second is that Fu Tong is afraid of getting angry, and most of the time, he doesn't know how to coax him at all.

But judging from Fu Tong's reaction just now...it doesn't seem too bad, there is no anger, only helplessness and shyness.

Fu Qianyuan's eyes softened, and he lowered his eyes a little, and saw the money that Fu Tong put beside his pillow again.

He picked them up, looked down at them carefully, and after a while, he smiled silently.

So cute.

Exactly the same as before.

**

On the other side, after Fu Tong left the bedroom, he went back to his home first, washed up and changed his clothes, and within a few minutes, he heard the phone ring.

Caller ID - Wen Lang.

Fu Tong got connected, and when Wen Lang's voice sounded from the microphone, he asked him a little irritably, "Where are you?"

At the same time, Fu couldn't react: "What?"

"Didn't you agree to practice singing together today? I've been waiting for you in the studio for almost half an hour. How about you?"

After finishing speaking, Wen Lang paused and frowned: "You haven't gone out yet, have you?"

Fu Tong: "..."

Naturally, this kind of thing that would make Xiao Taotie explode instantly.

"Of course that's impossible. It's almost here. Just wait patiently for a few more minutes." Fu Tong went downstairs, sticking the magic amulet on his body, and teasing the cub on the microphone, "Young people don't always have such a temper. Hurry up, relax a little bit, the world you see will be more beautiful."

Wen Lang: Are you a fool?

He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calm: "5 minutes, if you haven't seen you after 5 minutes, I will send you away from this wonderful world every minute."

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5 minutes?

Fu Tong looked at the magic amulet on his body, and felt that it was enough, he answered and continued to tease the cub, then hung up the phone before Wen Lang was about to piss him off, and hurried to the studio.

Soon, to the studio.

Fu Tong walked into the last room, and the wall clock on the wall went to eight o'clock.

Hearing the movement, Wen Lang turned his head and looked at Fu Tong with a sneer: "5 minutes, every minute and every second are right, you are very accurate in checking the points."

"I think so too." Fu Tong smiled calmly, and lowered his eyes to glance at the guitar Wen Lang was holding, "You're so hardworking, I can't even play it by myself?"

Who can blame this?

Thinking of this, Wen Lang felt angry: "In less than five days, thirty songs, I think there is something wrong with your head, just toss yourself, and delay my relationship with Mr. Qin, it's outrageous."

Fu Tong felt that this cub was outrageous: "It's great to be in a relationship, isn't it?"

Wen Lang nodded calmly: "It's really remarkable, I don't think you understand it at all."

Fu Tong: "..."

Who said I don't understand.

From the bed to the bed, I know how much more than you.

He thought so in his heart, but he couldn't tell Wen Lang, otherwise Wen Rong would accuse him of spoiling the cub if he found out.

At the end, Fu Tong smiled: "That's really helpless, no matter how amazing you are, you can only stay here with me now."

The answer Wen Lang gave him was a lyrics book that he threw over when he disagreed.

Fu Tong caught it, knowing that the cub might be in a hurry if he continued to fight, so he consciously chose to restrain himself and stop making trouble with him, and opened the lyrics in his hand to the shelf in front of Wen Lang: "Come on, practice singing!" , let’s start with the first song "Lonely Island", and there are [-] more songs in the future, boy, you must hold on."

Wen Lang glanced at him, from the look in his eyes, it seemed that he wanted to make a move, but in the end he held back, snorted, and picked up the guitar again.

Thirty songs, all with quiet and lingering tones, the two of them practiced each song repeatedly, until eight o'clock in the evening.

The night outside the window is covered, and the lights on the side of the road are faint, like a hazy moon.

"Let's go here first today." Fu Tong put down the guitar, turned his head to look at Wen Lang, "How do you feel, have you memorized the lyrics?"

Wen Lang was paralyzed there, and upon hearing the words, he glanced at him, his eyes filled with despair.

Obviously did not remember.

Fu Tong laughed: "It's okay, just go back and remember slowly. I think our progress is not bad. If we continue to do this in the next few days, there is no problem."

Wen Lang: Taotie sighed.

He paralyzed himself even more softly, thinking about what words to say to this person to relieve his anger, but just after thinking a few words, he suddenly heard a jingle in his pocket.

It's a WeChat notification tone.

Wen Lang took out the phone from his pocket, glanced at the screen, and instantly revived with blood, and said happily, "Mr. Qin is here to pick me up."

He lowered his head to answer Qin Jingshen's news, his eyes were bent into crescent moon arcs, Fu Tong glanced over, and saw an expression of [egg yolk · petting smile].jpg on the screen, and a soft sentence— —I’ll be out right away, eh!

Fu Tong sighed: "How old are you and still want to pick up? Also, isn't your style of painting too tired and crooked?"

His Majesty Taotie was in a good mood and didn't want to argue with this kind of lemon essence. It was rare that he didn't reply to him. After talking to Qin Jingshen a few more words, he put away his mobile phone and made a perfunctory statement to Fu Tong that he would not send it away when he saw it. He went out happily, with an indescribable joy in his back.

It's good to be young, even a relationship is so serious.

Fu Tong smiled, and after tidying up the recording studio messed up by the two of them, he also went out.

At this time, it was almost nine o'clock, the night was already dark, and the lights were starting to come on everywhere, looking like stars all over the sky, bright and beautiful.

Fu Tong walked slowly towards home, thinking about things while walking, not long after he walked, he suddenly heard a heavy sound coming from the front.

"Cubs."

Fu Tong was startled, raised his head to look over there, and saw Fu Qianyuan at a glance.

He was wearing the black Tang suit that Fu Tong was wearing as a couple, standing in the depths of the lights, smiling slowly at Fu Tong.

"I'll take you home."