The actor who attacked him is actually very charming and acting

The game finally ended when Tan Qing was out of breath and leaned against Fu Wu's chest weakly.

As for the result of the game, it can be seen from Fu Wu's triumphant face that naturally he won.

Because they needed to go out the next day, a few of them didn't play until it was too late, so they went back to their rooms to sleep when it was almost time.

After sleeping for a while in the afternoon, Fu Wu and Tan Qing were not too sleepy, so they just nestled on the bed and chatted.

Fu Wuside was lying facing Tan Qing, his eyes were on his face and he kept tracing repeatedly. His eyes were deep and full of love.

Tan Qing couldn't stand his affectionate gaze, and his ears turned red uncontrollably: "What's wrong Jiaojiao? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Fu Wu raised his eyes: "Can't you see?"

Tan Qing was speechless: "No."

Fu Wu's eyes gradually moved down.

Fair and slender neck, half-hidden chest...

Tan Qing couldn't help but reached out and grabbed the corner of the quilt and pulled it upwards, covering his chin, leaving only a pair of bright eyes that were constantly spinning.

Fu Wu leaned closer to him, and put his arm in plaster on Tan Qing's waist through the quilt.

"Don't cover it so high when you sleep, or your face will be exposed." Fu Wu's voice was soft.

Although his voice was gentle, Tan Qing still saw the look in his eyes, not only did not pull down the quilt, but buried his head deeper.

Fu Wu's smile increased: "Disobedient?"

Tan Qing didn't pay attention to his soft words, and the voice hidden under the quilt was muffled: "No disobedience."

Fu Wuming asked knowingly, "Then why haven't you pulled down the quilt?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Seeing his embarrassed expression, Fu Wu was not in a hurry, just looked at him quietly.

It took an unknown amount of time before Tan Qing carefully pulled down the quilt covering his face.

Stuffed in the quilt, it was difficult to breathe, Tan Qing's face was already reddened, and he was gasping for breath at this moment.

His lips seemed to be painted with red lipstick, which was too red, and his white teeth and scarlet tongue could be vaguely seen when he was breathing.

Fu Wu's Adam's apple rolled, and he lowered his voice and said, "Kiss me."

Tan Qing raised his head suddenly, stared slightly, and looked at him in surprise: "What... what?"

Fu Wu repeated: "Kiss me."

Tan Qing pursed her lips tightly, trying to say something but couldn't.

In the end, he just closed his eyes and slammed into Fu Wu's lips.

Fu Wu squinted his eyes to enjoy his initiative, and just when Tan Qing was about to leave, he put a little force on his arm around his waist, bringing them closer.

Tan Qing felt the strangeness coming from his lower abdomen, he stiffened and pressed against Fu Wu's body, not daring to move any more.

Transparent body fluid flowed down the corners of the mouths of the two, and finally covered them in the depths.

When they separated again, Tan Qing said intermittently: "No, no, there is a difference, someone else is here."

Fu Wu went up to peck a few more times, and then said: "I know, I won't move you."

Tan Qing lay on his chest, not daring to move: "That Jiaojiao, you..."

He only said half of what he said, but Fu Wu understood what he meant.

Sensing Tan Qing's rapid breathing, Fu Wuxin thought of teasing him again: "Jiaojiao's hand hurts, the puppy petted Xiaojiao?"

"..."

Tan Qing's body became even stiffer. Although the two of them had already made it to the end, it was the first time Fu Wu made such a request.

With his expression fixed on his face, after taking a deep breath, he slowly stretched out his hand and moved it down.

Fu Wu couldn't help being stunned by the soft touch from his lower abdomen. Just when he was about to interrupt, Tan Qing suddenly skipped the waist of his trousers and held it down.

"Well--"

Fu Wu's expression changed, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and he couldn't bear it anymore: "Okay, okay, stop making trouble, I really can't help it later."

Tan Qing stopped and rubbed lightly on his chest: "Isn't it uncomfortable?"

"It's even more uncomfortable if you can touch it but can't eat it." Fu Wu rubbed his head, "Okay, take it out."

"..."

Tan Qing took out his hand obediently, and when Fu Wu was kneading the back of his neck, he felt that Tan Qing's body was constantly squirming downwards.

It wasn't until Fu Wucai came to his senses suddenly when he felt a hot, moist and firm touch.

"Hold!"

Fu Wu couldn't hold back a swearing.

……

After everything was over, the two of them went to the bathroom to clean up a bit and then nestled back on the bed.

Fu Wu touched Tan Qing's lips lightly with his fingers, and said softly, "Not uncomfortable?"

Tan Qing's voice was a little hoarse, he coughed lightly, turned his eyes away shyly, and pretended to be calm: "What's the matter?"

Fu Wu smiled and praised him: "The puppy is awesome."

Tan Qing blushed with embarrassment from his teasing voice, pulled up the quilt and turned her back, leaving a sentence: "Go to sleep."

Fu Wu moved a little distance in his direction, wrapped his arms around his waist, pressed his forehead against his back, and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

"Jiaojiao, get up and eat, I'm just waiting for you."

Fu Wu was awakened by a gentle voice, and he saw Tan Qing's familiar face when he opened his eyes.

Seeing him wake up, Tan Qing repeated again: "Hurry up and wash up, Jiaojiao, I'm ready to eat."

Fu Wu looked at him and nodded silently.

Tan Qing didn't seem to have changed, but everything seemed to have changed.His hair has grown a lot, and the temperament of his eyebrows has become softer visibly to the naked eye.

Seeing him in a daze, Tan Qing smiled and stepped forward to kiss his forehead, then softly discussed: "Don't sleep, okay?"

Fu Wu was silent for a moment, and then replied: "Yes."

It wasn't until he went downstairs that Fu Wucai realized that something was wrong. The decoration of the house had changed a lot. All the small ornaments that Tan Qing liked were gone, replaced by small flower pots.

Just when he was about to call Tan Qing, a strong force hit his thigh and attracted his attention.

Fu Wu looked down and saw a soft-looking little dumpling hugging his thigh, looking at him with open eyes and a smile.

Seeing his eyes fall on himself, Xiaobao's crisp voice sounded in the living room: "Good morning, Dad!"

"..."

Fu Wu's eyes were unpredictable, so he looked at him a few more times: "Morning."

Tan Qing walked over with a plate at the right time, and he looked at the big one and the small one who were close together with smiles in his eyes: "Dinner is ready."

Xiaobao shouted excitedly: "Yes!"

After eating, while Tan Qing was washing the dishes, Xiao Bao came up to Fu Wu and sat on his lap intimately.

"Father, why don't you speak today?" Xiaobao asked suspiciously, tilting his head.

Fu Wu first supported him to prevent him from accidentally falling, and then said: "No, don't talk."

Fu Wu teased him for a while, and then pretended to ask casually: "Xiaobao, are mom's hands uncomfortable?"

Xiao Bao was fiddling with the cuff buttons on his sleeve with great interest, without looking up: "Dad, have you forgotten again? Mom has injured her arm and often feels uncomfortable."

Fu Wu's eyes gradually darkened, and his voice sounded unchanged: "Dad just woke up and was a little confused."

"It's okay, Xiaobao knows."

Fu Wu asked again: "Does Xiaobao still remember how his mother was injured?"

Xiao Bao raised his head and tried to think back: "Dad seems to have said that Mom was hit because of..."

Xiaobao opened and closed his mouth facing him, Fu Wu frowned, and concentrated on trying to hear what he said, but he couldn't hear anything.

The surroundings slowly collapsed and turned black again as before, until Fu Wu opened his eyes again and saw the sunlight pouring into the room through the curtains outside the window.

He turned over with difficulty and fumbled to pick up the phone. It was already 07:30.

Just as Fu Wu was trying to recall the details of his dream, Tan Qing suddenly opened the door and walked in.

"Jiaojiao, are you awake?" Tan Qing looked at him tenderly, "It's time to eat."

This scene coincided with the dream, Fu Wu stared at him closely and called out hesitantly: "Puppy?"

Tan Qing approached, sat beside him, and kissed his forehead lightly: "I'm here."

Fu Wu suddenly reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, and buried his head deeply on his shoulder.

Tan Qing put his palm on his back: "What's wrong?"

Fu Wu was silent for a few seconds, then said: "... sleepy."

The corners of Tan Qing's mouth curled up: "I'm sleepy too, we're going to see Ms. Duan."

When Fu Wu went downstairs, most people were already there, and the breakfast was spent with jokes made by Duan Rong trying to ease the atmosphere.

A group of people divided into several cars and went to the cemetery together. The closer the destination was, the more rigid the atmosphere became.Fu Wu buried himself on Tan Qing's shoulder without saying a word, and the demeanor around him was obviously a little low.

They bought flowers on the way. They planned to buy a bouquet each, but Fu Chong stopped them: "She doesn't like these forms, she just thinks it's a waste. Let's just buy one bouquet."

Fu Wu nodded and gave him the chance to choose flowers.

Fu Wu and Fu Chong picked up the tools they had prepared and wiped Ms. Duan's tombstone carefully before placing the sunflower in front of the tomb.

"She has never liked those colorful roses. Only sunflowers can make him look more often. She has a strong temper, and she will never give up in anything. Even when she got married, she didn't discuss it with her family. She just dragged me to The Civil Affairs Bureau..."

Fu Chong sounded nostalgic, and slowly recalled his past experience with Ms. Duan.

Several people didn't make a sound to disturb them, and they didn't come forward to salute together until he stopped his voice.

"You go back to the car first, I'll have a chat with Ms. Duan." Fu Wu said suddenly.

Noticing Tan Qing's worried eyes, Fu Wu gave him a reassuring look.

Fu Wu knew that Fu Chong did not leave with them. He took a step forward and squatted in front of Ms. Duan's tomb, carefully wiping the photos on it.

"I came to see you, Ms. Duan," he said while wiping, "I haven't seen you for so long and still haven't changed. By the way, I'm here today to say that I'm in a relationship, and you know each other. I used to come to our house when I was a child." Tan Qing is playing."

As he said that, he sat directly in front of the tomb, leaning against the tombstone and talking nonchalantly: "I remember you said before that you liked him the most among the few of us. In fact, we were together in high school. Even though we separated for a while, I want to be with him for the rest of my life."

"What do you think, Ms. Duan?" Fu Wu asked again.

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