The actor who attacked him is actually very charming and acting

Tan Qing's face turned even redder, as if it had been painted with a layer of red paint.He has experienced Fu Wu's teasing so many times, so he naturally understood what he meant.

Seeing him huddling in front of his chest and not speaking, Fu Wu stretched out his index finger and drew circles on the back of his neck, causing the people on him to tremble continuously.

His tone was disappointed, serious but full of smiles: "Don't want to?"

Tan Qing was silent at first after hearing this, and then shook his head slightly.

Fu Wu was not in a hurry to put out the fire, but patiently asked the reason: "Why is the puppy still not moving? Xiao Jiaojiao is anxious to wait."

His anger had already been aroused, and he pressed it directly on Tan Qing's thigh, so it was impossible not to feel it.

"Talk," Fu Wu twitched his fingers, and pinched his soft earlobe again, "Why don't you talk every time at this time, and still feel shy, Tan Xiaogou?"

Tan Qing twisted his waist uncomfortably, buried his head tightly on him and refused to show his face, Fu Wu only heard a small voice from his chest: "I won't..."

Fu Wu smiled silently, he stopped the movement of his hands, moved to the back of his neck again, and pinched him like pinching a small animal.

In the next second, Fu Wubian moved his injured right hand and said, "Get up, I'll teach you."

After dawdling for a while, Tan Qing sat up obediently, and the expression on his face was revealed immediately.

Fu Wu looked at him from bottom to top. It was said on the Internet that this was the angle of death, but he didn't think so.

Tan Qing sat on Fu Wu's waist and abdomen with his legs apart, his hands clenched into fists on his thighs, he didn't dare to look at him because he was shy, his eyes wandered around, and his neck was straight.

Fu Wu suddenly moved his body maliciously, and Tan Qing staggered forward without noticing it for a moment.

In order to keep his balance, he had to put his hands on Fu Wu's body.

Fu Wu didn't wait for him to get up, and said with a smile directly: "I'm so anxious, then I can't let the puppy wait too long."

Tan Qing reasoned to him a little angrily: "Obviously you—"

"Let's start." Fu Wu interrupted suddenly.

After hearing what he said clearly, Tan Qing was silent for a moment, and looked at Fu Wu blankly: "I... I don't know how to be Jiaojiao, come here... okay?"

"Jiaojiao's hand hurts, Jiaojiao said he will teach you." Fu Wu touched his thigh with his left hand, "The first step is——"

"Undress."

Fu Wuzhi made the last three words with his mouth, but didn't say it out loud.

His pitch-black eyes were full of oppression, and there was a faint hint of seduction/temptation, which forced Tan Qing to roll his Adam's apple unconsciously.

After everything was ready, there was only Fu Wu's vocal guidance from time to time... and the ambiguous atmosphere that he tried to suppress.

[Don't rush, slow down. 】

【Sit down, good puppy...】

[One more time, huh? 】

【…】

When Fu Wu woke up again, he was awakened by a knock on the door.He first glanced at Tan Qing, who was sleeping restlessly and in an awkward posture in his arms, and then pulled up the quilt for him before getting out of bed and picking up a pair of trousers and putting them on.

As soon as the door was opened, Duan Rong complained and muttered: "Why did it take so long to open the door, I thought you had some accident and were about to find someone to knock on the door."

Fu Wula opened the door and ignored him. He went directly to the sofa and sat down, picked up the teacup and poured a glass of water.As soon as he was about to drink, he saw Duan Rong quickly come up to him, and directly took a sip.

After drinking, he kept complaining: "I just called you for so long, my throat is going to smoke."

Fu Wu didn't bother to argue with him, so he raised his hand and poured another glass, then took a sip with his head raised.

Duan Rong's voice suddenly disappeared, Fu Wu looked at him suspiciously, and saw him staring at his neck with wide eyes.

Fu Wu didn't know why and asked, "Why?"

Duan Rong blinked back to his senses, and said with a weird expression: "The battle is quite fierce."

Fu Wu instantly understood what he meant, and raised his hand to touch the skin on the side of his neck. There was some burning pain there, as if the skin had been broken.

He bullied him so hard last night that Tan Qing couldn't bear it so he bit him on the side of the neck near his shoulder. The force was a bit strong and it would take a few days for him to subside.

Duan Rong's eyes burst out with gossip, and he laughed and teased: "How about it, our little dog, who is as beautiful as a flower and a jade, was taken down by you just like that, Jiaojiao, shouldn't you give me a dowry or something?"

"Why does it belong to your family?" Fu Wu retorted, "Hasn't he always belonged to my family?"

Duan Rong rolled his eyes at him speechlessly, and said, "All right, all right, yours."

Hearing the answer, Fu Wujoy snorted, thinking of something, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Duan Rong looked around for a week, but did not find another figure, and asked with some doubts: "Where is the puppy, why isn't it here? I want to talk about going to dinner together."

Fu Wu leaned lazily on the sofa. He moved left and right and felt a little uncomfortable, so he simply lay on his back: "It's inside, I haven't woken up yet."

Duan Rong said "Oh": "Then let's go after he wakes up."

Fu Wu chatted with him for a while, until he heard some slight movements, and he suddenly fell silent.

As soon as he sat up from the sofa, he saw the people in the bedroom being pulled away from the inside out, and Tan Qing's bewildered expression appeared at the door, and he took two steps forward, his whole body exposed to the light.

Tan Qing was wearing his shirt casually, and his lower body was a pair of shorts pulled out from nowhere.

He didn't wear shoes, and stepped on the ground with his white and round toes bare. He didn't know if he felt the cold temperature of the floor, so he shrank his toes uncomfortably.

Fu Wu stepped forward quickly, stood in front of him, stretched out his left arm, and picked him up with one arm like a child.

Fu Wu frowned and said, "Why don't you wear shoes?" Then, he walked back to the bedroom with Tan Qing in his arms, and closed the door.

Duan Rong, who was watching with gusto from behind, curled his lips in disappointment when he saw the closed door, and cursed secretly: "Stingy!"

Tan Qing put his palms on Fu Wu's shoulders to keep balance, and his voice was tense: "Jiaojiao your hands."

Fu Wu put him on the bed and rubbed his messy little curly hair: "It's okay, you are so light, it won't take much effort to hug two more."

Looking at Tan Qing's toes that were a little white from the cold, he stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt to surround him, and then repeated: "Why did you come out without wearing shoes?"

Tan Qing was a little embarrassed: "I can't find it..."

Fu Wu was stunned for a moment, then chuckled lightly: "It's my fault."

When they moved from the sofa to the bedroom last night, there was nothing left on the two of them, and there was no time to care about the whereabouts of the shoes.

When the two finished tidying up, Duan Rong was already a little confused and was leaning on the sofa, drowsy.

Fu Wu stretched out the toe of his shoe and kicked him: "Let's go, don't you want to eat?"

Duan Rong woke up suddenly, looked at the two people who had regained their doglike appearance, and yawned lazily: "You two are so slow, I almost fell asleep."

Tan Qing choked on him: "I think I'm asleep, I can hear you snoring in the bedroom."

Duan Rong immediately jumped up to argue with him: "Fart, my brother never snores when he sleeps!"

Tan Qing was full of disbelief: "How do you know whether you are snoring or not when you are asleep?"

"Jing Yuze said that brother sleeps peacefully," Duan Rong poked his neck at him, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't know!"

A smile suddenly appeared on Tan Qing's face, and he said with interest: "Oh~"

Duan Rong's neck turned red in an instant, he didn't look at Tan Qing anymore, instead he complained to Fu Wu angrily: "Take care of your puppy, I think he's going to go to heaven."

Fu Wu also smiled: "I don't care, the puppy is my benefactor, so there is no reason for a lover to care about the benefactor."

Duan Rong was so annoyed by the two of them, he hung his head and walked towards the door.

Seeing the triumphant smile on Tan Qing's face, Fu Wu raised his hand and pinched his cheek, saying, "Happy? Little bad dog."

"Jiaojiao, don't you like it?"

After finishing speaking, he winked at Fu Wu, his expression was smug, but his eyes were clear and bright, with a different kind of charm.

Fu Wu put his arms around his waist and pulled him in, then leaned over and rubbed his lips a few times, and said in a vague voice: "I like it to death."

The moment his lips parted, Fu Wu showed his fangs, and lightly bit his plump, rosy lower lip.

"Come on, let's go eat."

Duan Rong took them to a nearby private restaurant. This place has very few people and is well hidden. I really don't know where he found so many places.

The restaurant is full of small cubicles without doors, but a layer of dark gauze is hung on the door, which not only ensures privacy, but also brings a hazy aesthetic feeling to people.

The three of them found a cubicle in the back, and after all the food was served, Fu Wucai took off the mask covering his face and the hat covering his white hair.

Looking at Fu Wu's eye-catching hair color, Duan Rong said with some envy: "You guys think you want to dye your hair too, how about a pink color, it will definitely be eye-catching when you go out."

Fu Wu stared at Tan Qing, who was helping him tidy up the tableware, without raising his head: "I was originally a flower butterfly, but if I get infected, I'm afraid I can fly to the sky?"

"..."

Duan Rong was anxious: "Why is brother a butterfly?"

Only then did Fu Wu raise his head and glance at him, and spit out four words: "Beautiful."

"..." He lost his voice completely.

Tan Qing skillfully helped Fu Wubucai, his eyelashes fluttered, and he pursed his lips to suppress his laughter, for fear of bringing a second blow to Duan Rong.

Seeing his well-behaved appearance, Fu Wusheng had bad thoughts, and he said, "Puppy, I want to drink soup."

"I'll serve you."

Tan Qing picked up his soup bowl, and just as he was about to reach out to fill it, he heard Fu Wu's deep voice in his ear: "Jiaojiao wants the puppy to be fed with his mouth."

"Xiaogou said yes." Before he could react, Fu Wu said again: "Come on, Jiaojiao has to wait."

"..."

A large patch of red appeared behind Tan Qing's ears, and even the fingers holding the spoon turned pink from the heat.

The author has something to say: the weather has turned cold recently, please remember to add some clothes~ Kiss

感谢在2021-08-2513:16:54~2021-08-2714:59:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: A Wu and An Yan;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of green plum wine; 2 bottles of Mrs. Jiang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!