Pillow people and dignitaries

Mu Zeqiao no longer thinks about things about Lu Cheng anymore, those things in the previous life will be rotten in the previous life.

Now that he quit smoking, was with Fu Junchi, and finally returned home, everything has made him happy for a long, long time.

He didn't mention the grievances he suffered because he was happy enough now that those grievances were nothing to him.

There were quite a lot of people eating today, and the dinner table was bustling with activity. Mu Zeqiao occasionally leaned into Fu Junchi's ear to say a few words, but Xin Ying always glanced in Fu Junchi's direction, which made Mu Yifeng feel unhappy.

After getting off the dinner table, Xin Ying dragged Mu Yifeng to the nearest bathroom.

"No, your brother and Fu Junchi really have nothing to do? I found that every time your brother approached Fu Junchi's direction, Fu Junchi would look at him very gently, and would pick up vegetables and ladle soup for him."

"Are you paying attention to this?"

"Then what else can I watch?"

"What can they have?"

"..."

After dinner, it was almost seven o'clock. Although Fu Junchi's parents' home was not very far from here, Yoon Soo insisted on keeping Fu Junchi here overnight.

In the past few years, every time Fu Junchi came back, he would bring some gifts to visit them.The relationship between the two of them has been very harmonious since before, and Yunxiu would go shopping with Fu Junchi's mother from time to time.

Yunxiu would occasionally ask Mu Yifeng to bring some gifts, but every time Mu Yifeng was reluctant. Now that Fu Junchi and Mu Zeqiao have such a good relationship, tomorrow they can let them bring the gift she prepared last time. Mention it all.

How could Fu Junchi refuse to have time to be alone with Mu Zeqiao?

There were no more guest rooms, so Fu Junchi and Mu Zeqiao shared a room. Yunxiu and Mu Zhihua never doubted their relationship, because Fu Junchi took good care of Mu Zeqiao before.

In the eyes of Mu Zhihua and Yunxiu, Fu Junchi has a good nature, and Mu Zeqiao can stay with Fu Junchi more often, and they always feel at ease when they see it.

In the room, Fu Junchi stood by the table and flipped through Mu Zeqiao's childhood photos, while Mu Zeqiao sat by the bed and admired the sunset he had painted.

The photo album Fu Junchi held in his hand and the landscape paintings he had drawn before were all found by him from under the bed.

When two people are in a confined room, some thoughts will always quietly grow.

Mu Zeqiao put the paintings back into the big storage box, and walked to Fu Junchi to look at the photos with him.

The little baby in the photo is chubby, holding a feeding bottle with a smirk and sucking. There are several kinds of toys piled up next to him. There are several other babies playing with toys under this photo, with their big fingers in their mouths. Photo.

"...This is...my brother."

Mu Zeqiao said with a guilty conscience.

"so cute."

Fu Junchi shifted his gaze from the photo to Mu Zeqiao, "It's the same now."

"..."

Mu Zeqiao snatched the photo album in shame, quickly closed it and put it back in the box.

Fu Junchi hugged him from behind, and continued to ask Mu Zeqiao about this matter.

"Isn't it?"

It's shameful enough to let people see photos of me who are less than one year old, and now I'm being chased and asked.Mu Zeqiao turned around and pushed Fu Junchi, trying to get out of his embrace.

Mu Zeqiao took a step back, tripped over the box on the ground with his heel, and fell backwards, because he was pulling the clothes on Fu Junchi's chest with his hands, and Fu Junchi was also brought forward by him.

Fortunately, there was a bed behind Mu Zeqiao. Fu Junchi was worried about pressing Mu Zeqiao, and supported his body with his arms when he fell down.

Mu Zeqiao blinked his eyes, regained his composure, and asked worriedly: "Brother Fu, did you hit there?"

Fu Junchi got up from Mu Zeqiao, rolled up his trousers and replied, "No."

The trousers were rolled up below the knees, and Fu Junchi saw a red spot on Mu Zeqiao's calf.

He pressed twice with his fingertips, "Does it hurt?"

Mu Zeqiao shook his head, "I just rubbed against the edge of the box, and it didn't break the skin."

One minute ago, Fu Junchi, who was still arguing with him, quickly changed back to his usual serious look.

Mu Zeqiao hesitated for a while, and he mustered up the courage to move to Fu Junchi's position, shortening the distance between them, then raised one foot to rest on Fu Junchi's thigh, and then sat down on Fu Junchi's lap.

The trousers had not been put down yet, and Mu Zeqiao sat on Fu Junchi's lap, facing Fu Junchi face to face.

He put his arms around Fu Junchi's neck, and looked into those dark eyes.

It was Fu Junchi who looked away first.

He has no resistance to Mu Zeqiao's gaze.

"Today...thank you...Brother Fu." Mu Zeqiao leaned over and kissed the corner of Fu Junchi's lips, and continued: "Also, I seem to like you even more, Brother Fu."

In the first half of the sentence, Mu Zeqiao stumbled, but in the second half, he used up all his courage and said it in one breath.

Fu Junchi thought of the first sentence, but didn't guess the second sentence. He was stunned for a while, then hugged Mu Zeqiao in his arms, turned over and pressed Mu Zeqiao on the bed.

He hugged Mu Zeqiao tightly and buried his head in his neck. After a long time, a deep and suppressed voice came to Mu Zeqiao's ears.

"Ah."

Maybe beauty is in the eyes of lovers. Before they got together, Mu Zeqiao only thought that Fu Junchi was a nice person who always helped him. After getting together, he found that Fu Junchi was also very cute in many ways.

For example, Fu Junchi has a serious cleanliness obsession, but he never shows it to him, and he always likes to hold him and hug him.

For another example, Fu Junchi is obviously a cold person, but he is very serious when explaining the script to him, and will patiently tell him all the questions he raises.

And the key that I gave him on purpose, order his favorite dishes for dinner, focus and be serious when watching him...

And now...

Obviously she couldn't bear it anymore, but she just hugged him.

"Brother Fu, won't you kiss me?"

"you really are……"

Fu Junchi smiled helplessly, leaned closer to stick Mu Zeqiao's lips, and kissed him lightly.

This kiss was very soft, they kissed for a while, Fu Junchi stopped, because the fire that had finally subsided in the lower abdomen was ignited again.

"I'm going to take a shower."

Fu Junchi got up from Mu Zeqiao, and went out of the room to the bathroom before Mu Zeqiao could speak.

Mu Zeqiao sat up, waited for the redness on his face to subside, got out of bed and put down his trousers, went to find two clean towels, and borrowed a clean set of pajamas from Mu Yifeng.

He stood at the door of the bathroom, knocked on the door twice, and the sound of the shower water stopped.

"Brother Fu, I brought you a set of pajamas and a towel."

The door opened a small crack, and Mu Zeqiao passed in the pajamas and towel.

"The pajamas belong to my brother. He washed them once and never wore them."

Mu Zeqiao knew about Fu Junchi's obsession with cleanliness, so he asked Mu Yifeng to borrow pajamas, and he specifically asked Mu Yifeng how many times he wore them.

An angry Mu Yifeng thought it was Mu Zeqiao who disliked his pajamas. He explained to Mu Zeqiao that he bought this pajamas not long ago, and because he didn't come back to his parents very often, he didn't wear it once. kicked out of the room.

Xin Ying came out of the room to drink water, and happened to see Mu Zeqiao who was sitting on the sofa waiting for Fu Jun to come out late.

"Well... can I change my name to Senior Xin's sister-in-law now?"

Xin Ying and Mu Yifeng are not married yet, but it will be a matter of time. Mu Zeqiao doesn't know if calling her like this in advance will offend Xin Ying.

"Call it that way!"

Mu Zeqiao didn't expect to see Xin Ying at Mu's house. Today, through Mu's father and Mu's words, he found out that Mu Yifeng and Xin Ying had been together for two years.

Unexpectedly, his brother was getting married soon.

Xin Ying went to the kitchen to drink a glass of water, then made a cup of coffee, and took it to Mu Yifeng's room.

There are three bathrooms in this house, two of which are in the rooms of Mu's father, Mu's mother and Xin Ying, and the one that Fu Junchi is using now.

Fu Junchi came out of the bathroom and went back to the room. Mu Zeqiao hurried to take a shower. When he opened the door and entered, Fu Junchi was sitting on the bedside flipping through a foreign English novel.

Mu Zeqiao didn't bother him, climbed onto the bed, and lay down in the inner position that Fu Junchi had left for him.

He looked at the ceiling, and suddenly remembered when he was in his teens. It seemed that he watched horror movies a few days ago and didn't dare to sleep alone, but he was too embarrassed to tell his parents, so he let Fu Junchi who lived opposite him Come and sleep with him for a few nights.

Because he was young at that time, Fu Junchi slept on the outside, and he lay on the inside. Occasionally, Fu Junchi would bring homework over, just like this sitting on the bedside to do homework or read.

He sometimes reads books with Fu Junchi, but he can't always understand the contents of the books.

"Sleepy?"

Fu Junchi closed the book and put it beside his pillow.

His voice was very calm, and Mu Zeqiao's heart twitched when he heard it, and he simply turned over and hugged him.

"It's still early."

Mu Zeqiao usually goes to bed at 10:30, and it is not yet ten o'clock, probably because he was thinking about things so long ago, so he didn't feel sleepy.

Passing five fingers through the fluffy hair, Fu Junchi stroked Mu Zeqiao's head, leaned over and kissed Mu Zeqiao's forehead.

"I can't help it anymore."

Mu Zeqiao blinked his eyes, and his calf under the quilt bent up, just touching between Fu Junchi's legs.

"When did it get hard?"

Fu Junchi lay down and held Mu Zeqiao in his arms.

"While you were lying next to me."

"But aren't you reading seriously?"

Under the quilt, Mu Zeqiao's hand poked in from the pajamas, and his fingertips accidentally brushed the abdominal muscles in Fu Junchi's lower abdomen, and then gradually went up, sticking to his chest.

Fu Junchi looked at him with calm eyes.

did not answer him.

"Brother Fu, when will I let you... endure it?"

The skin on which his palm was attached seemed to be hot, and he could clearly feel the beating frequency of his heart under the skin.

Mu Zeqiao's words were like attractive red apples, step by step seducing Fu Junchi to commit a crime.

He thought that what he just showed was obvious, and he deliberately asked Fu Junchi to kiss him, and deliberately reached into Fu Junchi's hand in his pajamas. Why did Fu Junchi still hold back?

Before, Mu Zeqiao wanted Fu Junchi to wait a little longer, because he was not sure whether he could accept the sudden change in this relationship, but the fact was that he could accept it completely.

I am really happy to be lovers with Fu Junchi.

This is how Mu Zeqiao feels these days.

Fu Junchi had been waiting for him for so many years, living alone, he must be very lonely.

So he didn't want Fu Junchi to wait any longer by himself.

He wants to be with him.

"Jojo..."

Fu Junchi's tone was patient and full of desire.

"Take off my shirt for me."