I'm scum on Bai Yueguang's head

Xie Xing'an originally felt a little regretful because he had no chance to see Fu Tinghan's figure, but it turned out that there was nowhere to find it when he broke through the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it. The casual sentence he quarreled with Fu Tinghan actually really made him Feast your eyes.

The figure exposed behind the quilt is so eye-catching that people can't take their eyes off. The muscle lines are clear. It is neither the unattractive muscles that are simply thinned out, nor the exaggerated figure of the contestants in bodybuilding competitions. But just the right kind.

Xie Xing'an's pair of big black eyes flicked around, not knowing where to look.

It looks good no matter where!

Abdominal muscle pectoral muscle mermaid line, biceps back muscle bullet muscle.

Moreover, Fu Tinghan twisted his body slightly again, and reached out to reach the bedside table. In this way, the muscles in his body inevitably exerted force, and the lines became clearer. The arched back made it impossible to take one's eyes away.

Xie Xing'an just grunted his throat just now, but now he has begun to swallow crazily.

Is Brother Han's figure the same as what he wrote in the sleepless post he saw on the school forum last time... Cough, male dog waist.

Fu Tinghan was blowing his hair while chatting with Xie Xingan. Because of the small size of the phone screen and Xie Xingan's distance, he didn't notice that there was a little pervert sitting opposite him.

"By the way, will the hair dryer be too loud?" Fu Tinghan asked halfway through blowing it before remembering it.

Xie Xing'an originally wanted to say no, but he tried hard to swallow the words back.

"A little."

The hair dryer was turned down to the first gear, and the original hula-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la wind sound became a little more, and the fan blades sent out warm air, slowly drying the hair that was originally damp.

But Xie Xing'an didn't notice how much the sound of the hair dryer became quieter.

He only knew that the weaker the wind, the longer Fu Tinghan would have to blow it.

I don't know how long it took, but Fu Tinghan finally dried his hair, and Xie Xing'an had read enough of it. When Fu Tinghan bowed again, he finally found an opportunity to wipe it with the back of his hand. He flicked the corner of his mouth.

Is this the mid-autumn festival gift that God gave him?

It must be too beautiful.

Fu Tinghan put on the hair dryer, sat down again and picked up the phone.

Under the light, Xie Xingan's face looked very soft, with lovely and delicate features, and the hair hanging down obediently on his forehead, making people look at it and want to rub it with his hands.

Xie Xing'an lowered his head slightly, trying to hide the blush on his face, but felt a line of sight following him closely.

His eyes were scorching, and Xie Xingan's heart began to beat a small drum.

Brother Han won't find out, will he?

Is it because your eyes are too straightforward?

"Xiao An."

Xie Xingan seemed to be stabbed by these words, and raised his head reflexively, "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, what's wrong."

Looking at his small appearance, Fu Tinghan couldn't help stretching out his hand, and gently rubbed the small face on the screen with his fingertips.

"Tonight is Mid-Autumn Festival."

Xie Xingan blinked his eyes.

Fu Tinghan smiled: "The moonlight is beautiful."

Xie Xingan's heart thumped in the calm tone of voice, and he missed a beat.

Brother Han, is that what he meant? !

Xie Xing'an was so shocked that he didn't realize how long he had been in a trance, and this appearance fell into Fu Tinghan's eyes as "I didn't understand".

Or understand, pretend not to understand.

Fu Tinghan's dark eyes drooped, and then he pretended to smile relaxedly, wanting to change the subject.

"Xiao An, you..."

"Let's watch the moon together."

Fu Tinghan was taken aback, with disbelief appearing in his eyes: "Xiao An, what did you say?"

"Let's watch the moon together, Brother Han." Xie Xingan smiled with two curved crescents, and sat by the bay window with his mobile phone.

Fu Tinghan looked at the side face on the phone screen, the loneliness in his eyes was replaced by warmth and a smile.

"it is good."

The moonlight is like a flower, and there are thousands of lights under the moon.

Fu Tinghan and Xie Xingan were sitting on the windowsill of their own rooms, chatting about their childhood through the screen.

The experience that I felt happy and happy when I was a child, now I take it out and relive it again, in addition to finding it interesting, it also feels a little warmer.

And when he thought that this warmth came from the person opposite, the warmth flowing in his heart became a little sweeter.

It turned out that before I knew it, I and the person on my heart had been together for twenty years.

After living in Tang's house for two days, Xie Xing'an finally endured to the extreme.

Tang Qi and Tang Qingxuan treated him very well, but firstly, Xie Xing'an was not used to eating, and secondly, he really wanted to go back quickly.

Needless to say why Xie Xingan was so anxious.

Tang Qi wanted to keep him for two more days, but Tang Qingxuan uncharacteristically didn't keep him, and instead spoke for him, telling his father to let him go quickly.

While packing his luggage, Tang Qingxuan knocked on the door and came in.

"Xing'an, do you need me to see you off?"

Xie Xing'an, who was folding clothes, raised his head and hesitated for a moment.

"Student Fu is here to pick you up?" Tang Qingxuan guessed.

"En." Xie Xingan nodded.

The smile that couldn't be hidden in those peach blossom eyes pierced Tang Qingxuan's heart slightly, and he nodded: "Okay, I will come again when I have a chance."

When Fu Tinghan arrived, what he saw was Xie Xing'an standing at the door of Tang Qingxuan's villa, empty-handed.

And his suitcase and schoolbag are in Tang Qingxuan's hands.

Tang Qingxuan's intention to take care of Xie Xing'an, as well as the unexpected things about taking care of him, were so obvious that Fu Tinghan couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Sure enough it was him.

When he found out that the family's surname was Tang, he felt something was wrong, but before he had time to verify his conjecture, Xie Xing'an called and said he was going home, and asked if he had time.

Of course Fu Tinghan had to have it.

Parking the car on the side of the road, Fu Tinghan got out of the car gracefully.

Xie Xingan's eyes lit up while waiting: "Brother Han!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Fu Tinghan standing by the car and reaching out his hand.

Tang Qingxuan at the side felt that Xie Xingan paused slightly, and then, a smile he had never seen before burst into that little face with little expression.

The smile was bathed in the bright sun, and his eyes and heart were blurred together, and the pain was severe.

To see whether a person likes another person, it depends on whether he ran over to that person when he saw that person.

Xie Xing'an threw himself into Fu Tinghan's arms, and was embraced by the fragrance and warmth. He raised his head and looked at the face he had missed for several days, his sharp chin gently pressed against Fu Tinghan's chest, his eyes filled with Fragments of golden light.

"Brother Han, I miss you so much."

Hearing these words, Fu Tinghan's eyes softened even more. After carefully looking at Xie Xing'an's face, he lowered his head and kissed softly between the white brows.

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The eyes next to him suddenly became sharp, with bad eyes.

Glancing at Tang Qingxuan's face from the corner of the eye, Fu Tinghan raised the corner of his mouth calmly, pinched Xie Xingan's sluggish face, and said in a low voice, "Forget? We are 'couples' outside. "

Do "fake couples" have to adapt to the way of getting along first?

Hearing what he said, the scarlet color on Xie Xingan's face faded slightly, and he blurted out: "I told Professor Tang..."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Xing'an felt the aura around Fu Tinghan sink.

He raised his eyes nervously, but Fu Tinghan was still smiling.

On the other hand, Tang Qingxuan saw the instant change in Fu Tinghan's face, smiled sarcastically, and dragged the suitcase forward.

Fu Tinghan's arms around Xie Xing'an slipped to the sides of his waist, and he pinched gently.

"Hmm..." Xie Xing'an moaned sullenly, and looked at him puzzled.

Fu Tinghan still smiled softly, with some pity: "Why are you so thin?"

After speaking, he glanced at Tang Qingxuan.

"No way, Brother Han, don't talk nonsense." After Xie Xing'an finished speaking, he said in a low voice, "It's just that I'm not used to it."

Fu Tinghan said in a strange tone, but he didn't lower his voice like Xie Xingan, "It's okay if you are not used to eating, I will cook Xiaoan's favorite dishes when I get home, and I will bring them back in a few days."

Tang Qingxuan's face was livid.

Xie Xing'an was a little embarrassed and also a little strange.

Fu Tinghan has always been the most mature in dealing with people, why is he so abnormal today...

Fu Tinghan finally took over the suitcase from Tang Qingxuan after feeling relieved that it was enough.

He opened the door of the passenger seat for Xie Xing'an, and put the luggage into the trunk of the car after someone got in. Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he raised his head and said, "Professor Tang."

Tang Qingxuan said coldly, "What's the matter?"

"Do you want to eat mooncakes?"

Fu Tinghan smiled and brought out a box of mooncakes from the trunk of the car.

Xie Xing'an sat in the passenger seat, stretched out his small head and looked back, and gave a groan in his heart.

He also said before that he could give the moon cakes he made before the holiday as a present to the Tang family, but he was a little surprised when he saw Tang Qingxuan, so he forgot it for a while.

Looking at the smile on Fu Tinghan's face, Tang Qingxuan frowned slightly.

He didn't think this guy was so friendly.

Sure enough, before the thoughts in his heart settled down, he saw Fu Tinghan walking up to the box with the box in his hand and said, "This is the mooncake I made with Xiao An, and it tastes pretty good."

Fu Tinghan deliberately accentuated the word "He Xiao'an", and the faint smile on his face seemed to Tang Qingxuan to be more and more...

Not beaten.

"Student Fu, don't be too naive." Tang Qingxuan gritted his teeth, lowered his voice, and said sullenly and threateningly.

But he has nothing to threaten Fu Tinghan.

Fu Tinghan slightly raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't hear, he handed the mooncake box to Tang Qingxuan.

Tang Qingxuan snorted coldly, turned his eyes on Xie Xing'an for a while, and said to Fu Tinghan:

"take care of it."

Fu Tinghan thought that Tang Qingxuan was fighting back, and insinuated that he was just in a fake relationship with Xie Xing'an, making him cherish every minute and every second he could get along with as a "boyfriend".

"Of course I will cherish it." He smiled slightly, and his eyes were sharp, "And, I will cherish it for a lifetime."

Tang Qingxuan looked at him expressionlessly.

"I don't know if Professor Tang has heard of it. The fake show is real."

After Fu Tinghan said the last sentence, he took two steps back, "Then I will take Xiaoan home first, and I will visit Uncle Tang next time."

Tang Qingxuan: "Go slowly, don't send me off."

Xie Xing'an, who had been lying on the side of the car window, watching the two with his chin on his arm, finally retracted his head and looked at Fu Tinghan who got into the car from the driver's seat.

"Brother Han, what did you say?"

Fu Tinghan didn't answer, stretched out his hand to pinch his face, looked out the window, "Farewell to Professor Tang."

Xie Xing'an obediently said "oh", and waved to Tang Qingxuan.

Seeing Xie Xing'an in the car who had turned from a small iceberg into a little rabbit, Tang Qingxuan's heart felt sour, but he still raised the corners of his mouth and gave him a smile.

The sun is too bright, and any haze in the eyes will be covered up by the brilliant gold.

"Going home?" Fu Tinghan asked with a smile.

Xie Xingan nodded, "Okay."

As the car drove out of the villa area, Xie Xingan sat in the passenger seat all the way, feeling elated.

There is a feeling of being picked up by a caring boyfriend after going out to play.

But why doesn't brother Han speak?

Xie Xing'an turned his head and was about to speak, but when he saw Fu Tinghan's expression, he froze.

Fu Tinghan, who was full of smiles just now, didn't have a happy look on his face, but had no expression on his face. Xie Xingan was a little startled by that look.

And usually Brother Han would gently ask him what's the matter when he felt his gaze, but now he didn't respond at all.

What's going on here?

The black car suddenly turned at the intersection and drove into a remote alley with no people.

Xie Xing'an was thinking about whether he did something wrong just now, why Fu Tinghan didn't seem to pay much attention to him, and didn't notice any changes in the surrounding environment.

Xie Xing'an finally realized something was wrong when the car parked slowly at the corner. Before he could raise his head to ask, his chin was gently pinched by a big warm hand.

"Xiao An."

Fu Tinghan's voice was a little deep, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

"Are you really not treating Professor Tang as an outsider, or are you really not taking my 'boyfriend' seriously?"

The author has something to say: Jealous of Wang Han's punishment ♂ (dog head