Reborn uncle and nephew relationship

, far away, old and dead do not communicate with each other!

But, when she was really rejected in such a positive way...

Fu Linhe's fingers trembled a little, he raised his hand slightly, hesitated a few times, but finally touched Fu Xin's head.

He didn't want, didn't want to be rejected by Fu Xin as a stranger.

No, no, colder and stranger than strangers.He stared at himself with a bit of indifference in his eyes, and the slight jerkyness in his eyes made Fu Linhe feel a surge of anger in his heart.

The hand that was stroking his hair tightened a little.

Fu Xin suffered from pain, but didn't say a word.

Seeing this, Fu Linhe looked even more annoyed, grabbed his hair tightly, and forced Fu Xin to look up.

"What exactly do you want?" Fu Xin was shocked by the stern look.

Fu Xin, who was forced to face each other, felt a subtle, weird feeling in his heart.

"Third Uncle." Nuo Nuo Di called softly, just like in the past.

In the intimacy, there is a bit of nostalgia and longing.

The sudden change made Fu Linhe feel a little strange, why didn't he notice it in the past?

He realized that the little golden retriever he raised had already thought about him, if he had realized it at that time, what would he have done?

Push him away, or still hug him tightly?

I can't bear it, I really can't bear it...

His fingertips lingered on his cheeks in remembrance, his thin face was somewhat fragile.

"How did you make yourself like this?" Fu Linhe gently hugged him into his arms, holding that little head.

Fu Xin didn't answer, but shook his head lightly, holding Fu Lin's front swing with his small paws.

"You, you are really..." My heart aches, Fu Linhe's heart aches to death!

If Fu Xin just stubbornly refuses, he will only be angry and hate him for being weak.

But at this moment, Fu Xin gave in and leaned limply in his arms.

Attached like a newborn puppy, unable to leave the arms of its mother.

"You really made me..." What should I do?

Fu Linhe knew that Fu Xin's life without him would definitely not be easy.And I can't see it, can't see it.As long as you take a look at it, you will feel very distressed. How healthy was it originally?But now?

Holding her in her arms, she was not as sensual as before.

Do you want to stay by yourself?Leave……

Do you really want to admit this feeling?Do you really want incest with uncle and nephew? !

How can the old-fashioned Fu Linhe accept it?How can it be done? !

"Third Uncle, Third Uncle... Hug me, hug me..." He limply grabbed Fu Lin's front and climbed up.

This, in the end is to hug, or to kiss?

It's just that Fu Linhe couldn't help but want to feel pain in his heart because of how soft it was!

Without the strength and toughness of that day, what remains is only a soft nostalgia and expectation.

Hugging him up again, Fu Linhe sighed, and he knew that he absolutely owed this little golden retriever in his previous life!Pay it back in this life!

The little golden retriever lay in Fu Linhe's arms with a happy face, quietly.

From time to time, the little paw brushed his owner's clothes, and after a while, he pressed his lips to the side of his neck to kiss.

At that time, Fu Linhe would be stiff for a while, but he never tried to stop him.

Fu Xin squinted his eyes, knowing that Fu Linzhi was like this because he couldn't bear to part with him.

love yourself?is it possible?Right now I just can't bear it...

It seems that I still have to do something, otherwise it's hard to say that it won't be a while ago.

Fu Linhe felt sorry for himself now, and cherished him, so he had to make good use of it.

Thinking of this, he simply leaned on him like a child, let out a little breath, grabbed Fu Lin's hand and placed it on his withered stomach.

Fu Lin hesitated and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Stomach hurts." It's strange that it hurts!

The owner immediately became worried, "I didn't eat much at noon, now I know it hurts? I'll get someone to bring you a bowl of porridge."

As he said that, he was about to get up, but Fu Xin held on tightly.

Fu Linhe was surprised and looked at him puzzled.

The latter lowered his head, still holding Fu Lin back up.

Helpless, as if coaxing a child, he asked: "What's the matter?"

"Don't go, it doesn't hurt anymore, don't go..." There was a strong pleading in the fragility, choked up as if he was whispering.

Hearing this, Fu Linhe thought it was a bolt from the blue, and raised his hand tremblingly to touch Fu Xin's head, but the latter immediately grabbed his wrist and pressed it to his cheek.

Moist, not as dry as before...

Fu Linhe suddenly felt that his mind was very chaotic, so chaotic as to die!

It's even more chaotic than knowing that Fu Xin has that kind of thought for him!Still at a loss!

"Third uncle, don't leave me, okay?" He still lowered his head, making his expression invisible.

But the vibration from his fingertips made Fu Lin hug Fu Xin again immediately!

The chin rested on his head, and the whole head was buried in his chest like this, slight, small tremors seemed to be scratching his heart again and again.

"Hey, don't cry, don't cry, third uncle won't leave, third uncle won't leave..." Can you leave?

Fu Linhe asked himself...

Fu Xin kissed the finger hovering on his face, unceasingly, delicately, slowly...

After a long time, when Fu Linhe felt that the person in his arms was no longer moving, he called slightly, "Fu Xin? Fu Xin?" There was no answer, probably because he fell asleep.

Sighing heavily, he withdrew his fingers and left Yang Xunfei's room.

However, when the door was closed, the person who was supposed to be asleep slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the door, he curled himself up tighter and smaller.

That night, the house was full of guests, but the continuous stream of congratulations made Mr. Jiang dizzy.

However, his mind was still on the pair of uncles and nephews.

Fu Xin sat at one end of the guest table, while Fu Linhe sat at the farthest side from him.

As if the incident at noon had never happened, Master Jiang cursed fiercely in his heart.

Yang Xunfei still curled up his tail and guarded his little golden retriever, occasionally flicking his tail, or chasing him for a while, when he was tired, he squatted aside with all his heart, and when he saw someone who came to toast, he either raised his head and drank it himself , or stretch out your paws and scratch it!

Every time, the little golden retriever would pat his head rewardingly, and this black cat would secretly ask to touch his own meat pad.

Fu Lin looked at it, feeling a little uncomfortable. Thinking of the scene at noon, he didn't know whether it was good or bad for him to leave...

After the banquet was over, Yang Xunfei smiled and said in front of Master Jiang: "Fu Xin has no place to live anyway, so he can just sleep here with me."

Fu Xin didn't object, but saying this in front of Fu Linhe was a bit of a slap in the face to Mr. Fu.

The crowd who hadn't left stayed for a while. The conflict between Third Master Fu and Young Master Fu a year ago had calmed down on the surface, but secretly it wasn't.

On the contrary, the taste became more and more intense. After all, Fu Linhe was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and Fu Xin was a genius.

What will happen when these two fight?

"Why bother Mr. Jiang? Naturally, there are several sets of Fu Xin's real estate under Fu's name." Fu Linhe pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and said indifferently.

"It's just under my name. Fu Xin has never lived in it." Yang Xunfei immediately said, "Fu Xin can sleep in my room later, we brothers haven't talked for a long time~"

"Don't dare to disturb Young Master Yang, not to mention that Fu Xin might not be used to it." Fu Linzhi pointed at Yang Xunfei intentionally, but it was an outsider's intention.

But who knew that Yang Xunfei hooked the corner of his mouth, "But at noon, Fu Xin slept well there?"

Fu Lin froze, pursed his lips, and didn't know how to speak for a while.

Everyone knows that Young Master Yang Xunfei has a deep affection for Fu Xin as a brother, just like Master Jiang and Master Fu, he has completely inherited the love of his ancestors.

Fu Linhe owed Fu Xin, so Yang Xunfei, as a brother, naturally had to protect him.

At least that's what other people thought about this scene, but when Mr. Jiang heard the sentence of sleeping in his room, he wanted to jump up and grab Fu Lin's front and roar: "Take your little golden retriever back! Take it back! ! Don’t harm my family’s Xunfei!!!”

Sighed secretly, but still stood up, "Well, since Xunfei has spoken, then Fu Xin will stay. If Lin Ruo is willing, he can stay too." There is a guy who restrains Fu Xin. At least nothing will happen!

This peacemaker did it, Master Jiang couldn't even vomit blood!

Fu Linhe took a deep look at Fu Xin, but got up to leave.

Fu Xin still had a smile on his face, no different from before.

Back in Yang Xunfei's room, after freshening up, he unceremoniously occupied the other party's bed.

It caused the little black cat to hesitate, grabbing his quilt tangledly, thinking whether it should come up...

Seeing him like this, Fu Xin smiled, "Go, get me some soft food. I didn't eat much at the banquet earlier."

Immediately, the little black cat ran to find food. Fu Xin took off his coat and went to bed wearing only his shirt.

Therefore, when the little black cat came back with the porridge carefully... well~

The eyes are almost green!

Putting down the bowl, he pounced on it, opened the quilt and was about to bite, "You did this on purpose, didn't you?! On purpose?!"

Fu Xin leaned generously on the head of the bed, looking at him amusedly, "So desire and dissatisfaction?"

It really came like this, but Yang Xunfei was embarrassed to say it, not to mention... the love has long been let go, and all that is left is the memory and subconscious protection.

"Hmph!" Yang Xunfei rolled over and got off the bed, simply ignoring the bastard.

On the other hand, Fu Xin lay down in front of the bedside table, gnawing on the supper bit by bit, shaking his buttocks as he gnawed!

This made Mr. Jiang, who opened the door suddenly, feel like there was a blue vein on his forehead, which was about to snap!

Fu Linhe who was behind him narrowed his eyes slightly, and threw a bag of things on the bed, "Your change of clothes!"

It was quite a bit of gnashing of teeth when he said it.

Jiang Ye forced his nerves to laugh and said, "Your third uncle will help you