I was targeted by the scumbag Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

There was a momentary short circuit in Fu Juncheng's head,

He met Xu Yaozhou's gaze, and subconsciously answered, "How could that be?"

As soon as Fu Juncheng finished speaking, Xu Yaozhou said with a smile: "Then I will treat you as a brother and agree."

Fu Juncheng: "???"

These words made Fu Juncheng a little confused, and he didn't recover for a long time.

He really didn't understand, how did the topic develop into this in the end?

But Fu Juncheng could tell that Xu Yaozhou was quite happy.

He couldn't say anything disappointing, and after thinking about it, he felt that whether it was going back to Wu Jin's house or his own home, it was not appropriate.

There are white-eyed wolves on both sides. If there is any conflict, he has to go out.

But in this cold weather, eating and sleeping in the open air, it is inevitable that it is too sad.

So in the end Fu Juncheng still couldn't refuse Xu Yaozhou's kindness.

There are no people on the street at this point, and the location is remote, so you don’t have to worry about being seen by anyone, but the wind blows hard at night, and it started raining again halfway, and it kept getting bigger and bigger, and it didn’t stop raining at all sign.

By the time they reached their destination, the two of them had already been drowned.

Xu Yaozhou touched the wall to turn on the light, and the warm light instantly filled the room. He looked sideways, and immediately turned his attention to Fu Juncheng.

Fu Juncheng's hair was soaked through, and he stroked it back casually, revealing a smooth and full forehead.

There are still drops of water on the eyelashes.

Sensing Xu Yaozhou's gaze, Fu Juncheng squinted subconsciously due to the rain, and then glanced over.

Xu Yaozhou's gaze stayed between Fu Juncheng's brows and eyes for a second longer, he looked at Fu Juncheng puzzled for a while, and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

Looking back, Xu Yaozhou signaled Fu Juncheng to come in: "It's nothing."

Fu Juncheng raised his foot, while Xu Yaozhou was still standing behind him, closing the door lightly.

"Brother, hurry up and change your clothes," Xu Yaozhou said, "Be careful not to catch a cold."

"It's fine," Fu Juncheng said proudly, "I'm in excellent health."

After speaking, I couldn't hold back and sneezed.

Fu Juncheng: "..."

The slap came too fast.

It's embarrassing.

Fu Juncheng originally thought that Xu Yaozhou must tease him.

Unexpectedly, when Xu Yaozhou saw this, he stopped laughing, frowned and said seriously: "You go to wash first, and I will help you get the clothes."

Xu Yaozhou's attitude was so good that Fu Juncheng was stunned for half a second, then he became a little cautious, and opened his mouth hesitantly: "But you..."

"Brother, don't worry about me, I will change the clothes first," Xu Yaozhou said, "I'll help my brother find it, we are about the same size, you can wear mine."

Fu Juncheng has always been soft rather than tough.

Especially a white moonlight angel like Xu Yaozhou.

Not ashamed to shirk, Fu Juncheng was pushed into the bathroom by Xu Yaozhou almost powerless to resist.

As the shower head is turned on, the mist instantly fills the entire space.

The more Fu Juncheng thought about it, the more wrong it became, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Suddenly, the bathroom door was knocked lightly a few times, followed by a clean and clear voice: "Brother, I put the clothes on the shelf in the bathroom."

Fu Juncheng hastily responded, and quickly realized——

Why did he feel like being taken care of by Xu Yaozhou?

As the pitiful protagonist Shou in the original text, he actually acted worse than the protagonist Shou?

Is this plausible? ? ? !

Although the original body is also a subject...

But he is not the original body!

Shouldn't he be flabbergasted?

Even if he has to take care of him, he should be the one who takes care of the protagonist!

Finally found the point of contradiction, Fu Juncheng felt that his whole body hardened in an instant.

Putting on the cotton pajamas brought by Xu Yaozhou, Fu Juncheng walked out with a big grin, and immediately saw Xu Yaozhou who was cooking ginger soup in the kitchen.

Hearing the movement, Xu Yaozhou glanced back, but he kept scooping up the soup in his hand: "Brother, wait, it will be ready soon."

Fu Juncheng was moved for a moment.

What a kind and lovely little angel this is!

No wonder Wu Jin and those scumbags are vying for it!

If it were him, he would like it too!

Fu Juncheng has the heart of an old father. The more I look at my son, the more I like him.

After serving the soup cup for Xu Yaozhou, Fu Juncheng said without hesitation, "Go take a bath quickly, and we will eat together after you finish washing."

Xu Yaozhou was stunned for a moment because of Fu Juncheng's actions. The beautiful peach blossoms looked over, and the light fell on the black pupils through the thin eyelashes.

Xu Yaozhou said seriously: "But I only cook for my brother."

Fu Juncheng acted nonsense: "I just want to drink with you, can't I?"

This answer made Xu Yaozhou silent for a few seconds, his eyes lingering in Fu Juncheng's direction for a long time.

The broken hair on the forehead of the person in front of him has not been completely dried, and it is wet between the brows. Even the smiling eyes seem to be stained with a little moisture, which looks foggy. The whole person exudes a refreshing fragrance after bathing.

Fu Juncheng, who was staring straight at him, almost thought that he looked strange somewhere, so Xu Yaozhou nodded and said with a smile, "That's fine."

Fu Juncheng subconsciously straightened his hair.

The heart can be chaotic.

The image cannot be messed up.

Xu Yaozhou said, "Then brother wait for me."

The next moment, the sound of running water came from the direction of the bathroom.

Fu Juncheng was waiting in the living room, so he had time to observe the layout of the house.

The large glass floor-to-ceiling windows have an excellent view, and through the gaps in the curtains, you can faintly see the brightly lit bustling scene in the distance. However, the apartment is located in a remote location, and the night is quiet, and even the light luxury design with dark interiors is a bit more impressive. People are comfortable, simple and quiet.

But it's a bit less smoky.

The furniture is very new, and there are not many traces of life.

Should not be permanent.

Fu Juncheng sat on the sofa and waited for a while, and suddenly felt a little sleepy.

Staying with Wu Jin these days, his nerves are always tensed into a thread, and he doesn't dare to relax for a moment. It is rare to have such a time to relax.

Especially the sofa is very comfortable.

Fu Juncheng was nestled in the soft sofa, his eyelids were clenched, and his head fell heavily several times.

Fu Juncheng simply turned his body sideways, and chose a comfortable position to lie on his stomach.

Just sleep.

Fu Juncheng thought to himself, when Xu Yaozhou woke up, he would definitely wake up.

His vigilance has always been good.

When Xu Yaozhou came out wiping his hair, he saw such a scene.

Fu Juncheng didn't know when he was completely lying on the sofa, but his body was crooked, and his long legs seemed to have nowhere to rest, so he could only tiptoe on the floor.The slippers dangled, as if they would fall off at any moment.

Putting the towel on the tea table casually, Xu Yaozhou approached calmly, and called out in a low voice, "Brother?"

Fu Juncheng probably fell asleep, and didn't respond to him at all.

Xu Yaozhou's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes flicked over the small white waist that was accidentally exposed under the loose pajamas of the person in front of him, over the same white and shiny neck and neck, and finally fell on the extraordinarily beautiful, undefended sleep pattern again. face.

He observed Fu Juncheng many times today.

But all different from this moment.

A person who is usually arrogant and unruly looks so good when he is asleep.

Xu Yaozhou curled up the corners of his lips with a half-smile, his usual green eyes gradually faded away, and his deep eyebrows became deeper, but because of his smile, he looked softer than usual.

He knelt on the ground on one knee, raised his hand, and gently circled Fu Juncheng's hair with his fingertips.

Just wanted to do this.

Fu Juncheng's hair is always curled up when it gets wet, which is kind of cute.

Maybe he also felt that his actions were too naive, Xu Yaozhou sneered, and let go of his hands again.

Then under the quiet light, the smile in his eyes disappeared again.

Xu Yaozhou lowered his eyes and silently looked at Fu Juncheng.

Even the air seemed to stand still for a few seconds.

Everything around seems to become unimportant at a certain moment, gradually hidden in this thick night.

The rain outside the window seemed to have stopped suddenly.

They wear the same pajamas.

Has the same breath.

The body wash is lemon scented.

Until the phone rang suddenly.

Xu Yaozhou's eyebrows moved slightly, and he regained his senses in an instant.

It was Fu Juncheng's cell phone.

The call note is Wu Jin.

Xu Yaozhou's lips were tightly pressed together, watching Fu Juncheng was awakened by the ringtone, the slender fingertips leaning on the side of his face trembled suddenly, and his eyelids also moved.

After adjusting his expression, Xu Yaozhou pressed Fu Juncheng's shoulder and shook it lightly a few times, and called softly, "Brother?"

Fu Juncheng opened his eyes sleepily, and after a while, he uttered an indistinct monosyllable from his throat: "Huh?"

"There's your phone."

Xu Yaozhou reminded.

He looked at Fu Juncheng and nodded reluctantly, with a messy black hair that was not dry, like a sleepy little lion.

Xu Yaozhou couldn't help but slightly hooked the corner of his lower lip.

He couldn't help but think of the dream he had last night.

This man stood in the sea of ​​flames and vowed to protect him.

The grand one is like a grand idol drama.

But because that dream was so real, he didn't find it ridiculous at all.

He even had an urge to hug the person in front of him tightly.

Just like in that dream, she hugged him and refused to let go for a moment, as if she wanted to carve him into her flesh and blood, deep into her bone marrow.

Simply absurd.