After being pregnant, Sand Sculptor always insists on marrying me

"I'm really joking."

Fu Juntong really seems to be serious, but God is sorry, he just followed Fu Juntong's words, and he didn't know how to talk about this topic, and he couldn't help it. .

Besides, if it really counts, he just started playing with the ball. In the past, Fu Juntong played the role of boss, pinching his waist to give his life and marrying to pay off debts. Isn't he also Did you take it seriously?

Now, he is nothing more than a little boy, what's wrong with him, he just made a mistake that every dramatist would make.

Well, he admitted that when he first heard Fu Juntong talk like that, he was really stuck in embarrassment.

But up to now, it's completely different now. He has already learned how to take the lead. Fu Juntong is already a mature boss, and it's time to master this technique.

Thinking of this, Han Qi's mood of eagerness to explain faded strangely. Seeing that Fu Juntong didn't seem to believe that he was just joking, his heart fell, and he planned to give him a strong dose of medicine.

He didn't forget that he was still placed on the table, and it was unrealistic to jump off directly. If he jumped, with Fu Juntong's reaction level, he would definitely be able to hug him before he landed, and then he would be in someone else's arms , It seems very unreal to speak.

Therefore, even if he wanted to do what Fu Juntong did before, and reproduce Fu Juntong's version of the overlord's wall, there is currently no way to do it.

Fortunately, an excellent performing artist does not stick to form. Sitting on the table has the advantage of sitting on the table. At least he is taller than Fu Juntong.

Han Qi adapts to local conditions and chooses the next best thing. He tried his best to control his facial muscles that were full of smiles because of the broken throat before, so that they began to become slightly tense. At the same time, he wrinkled slightly. His brows matched his eyes, which were opened harder than usual, to create an illusion of calm and a little anger.

He looked at Fu Juntong.

Han Qi usually had a smile on his face even when he wasn't smiling. This was the first time Fu Juntong had seen such an angry expression.

He felt a shudder in his heart.

Just when Fu Juntong almost thought that his emotions were showing too much, and wanted to honestly admit his mistakes to Han Qi, he had already sensed Han Qi's true intentions, but just refused to say anything, Han Qi suddenly Moved.

Han Qi's hand suddenly pinched Fu Juntong's chin, lightly at first, and then gradually began to exert force. Although the force was not very strong, it had an obvious intention of not being rejected.

"Are you satisfied with what you heard? If I want to, I'll scum you. What can you do? You can't escape." As familiar and unfamiliar words spit out from Han Qi's mouth one by one, Apart from his hands, his body was getting closer and closer to Fu Juntong.

Originally, Han Qi was sitting and Fu Juntong was standing. There was still a considerable distance between them, but the distance began to shorten slowly as Han Qi deliberately tilted his upper body until Han Qi's lips touched his ears.

The chests of the two of them were almost stuck together.

"Very good, man, you managed to get my attention!" The moist exhalation hovered in the ears, and went all the way around the back of the neck, before disappearing into the air with reluctance.

According to common sense, at this time, Fu Juntong would have stood up somewhere to pay his respects, but unexpectedly this time he did not.

The current situation is perfect, the timing is perfect, the occasion is perfect, and Han Qi's actions are also perfect.

It's just that the fly in the ointment was Han Qi's voice. He deliberately lowered his voice and tightened his throat. It sounded like a bubbly sound that was popular on the Internet, like phlegm.

This voice is strange and familiar. It was when Fu Juntong was not familiar with Han Qi, he believed in the so-called male god voice in Du Ke's book, and the way he deliberately practiced the pronunciation was exactly the same as now.

And that's not the worst part.

What suffocated Fu Juntong the most just now was the sentence that Han Qi said under the bubbling voice, which was exactly the same as the sentence he said after beating Han Qi the other day, without even a single punctuation mark.

Help, he is dying.

At this time, after finishing speaking, Han Qi slowly opened the distance between them, so that his entire face could be completely reflected in Fu Juntong's eyes, and then showed a slightly shy smile .

"You see, I can remember your words so firmly, which proves that I really care about you and love you. Not only your words, but also my tone of voice, so I really don't know how to run with the ball, nor Be a scumbag who will turn around and run away after the person who won't cheat you and cheated your money."

Han Qi's long series of words could not reach Fu Juntong's ears at this moment.

He seems to be ringing in his ears the sentence that Han Qi just deliberately suppressed his voice:

You managed to get my attention.

my attention.

meaning.

Death is always with me like the wind, he is dead.

Fu Juntong was in a trance for a while. He looked at Han Qi, smiled slowly, and then slowly closed his eyes under Han Qi's surprised gaze.

He needs to calm down. In the next minute, he may not be able to face this lovely world.

Being repaid by Han Qi in the same way for what he said at the time, it was still such a shameful sentence, this was not just a simple social death, it was a cruel punishment imposed on shame. .

Although the situation was different, he seemed to be able to feel Han Qi's mood when he was pinned against the wall by him.

If you don't believe me, look up, who will the heavens spare? Is this the way of social death to punish social death?

He got it.

Although he closed his eyes and didn't want to face the world for the time being, Han Qi was different. As the initiator of this social death, Han Qi was very guilty.

He simply wanted to play a big game, and wanted to tell him in Fu Juntong's usual way that he was really joking, but he didn't expect this trick to be so powerful, it directly shut him down.

It was too sinful, and he was sorry for the result.

He really didn't expect that Fu Juntong could not stand the death of the society so much. Before, as the initiator of the death of the society, Fu Juntong would not change his face even in public, but here, there were only the two of them.

Could it be that repeating what Fu Juntong said in the same way was too stimulating to him?

possible.

But even if he knows the crux, he can't do anything to save him now. This and this thing can only be resolved by Fu Juntong's own heart. Who didn't come here like this back then.

With such a mentality in mind, Han Qi kept staring at Fu Juntong maliciously.

I don't know how long it will take Fu Juntong to figure it out. I hope it will be quicker. Although sitting here is good for your career, it is a bit tiring after working for a long time. It is better to stand up and talk without back pain.

Seeing Fu Juntong's posture of closing his eyes and closing his eyes, Han Qi thought that Fu Juntong would take a long time to relax. Unexpectedly, after closing for a while, Fu Juntong opened his eyes, and his face returned to the usual indifference and seriousness, as if nothing happened. The same, it is completely impossible to see what embarrassing scene has just been experienced.

This adjustment is too fast!

Or is it that those overlords all have a strong heart and can withstand the ravages of the storm?

Han Qi stretched out his hands in disbelief and pinched Fu Juntong's face. He found that the muscles on his face were not tense or tense, and they were very relaxed. It was obvious that this expression was not artificial, but a natural one.

"Are you okay?" Han Qi asked in disbelief.

"It's okay." Fu Juntong's voice was as steady as ever.

With one hand, he avoided Han Qi's waist, put his arms around his shoulders and hips, and reported him off the table.

"We've been out for a long time. It's time for dinner. It's time to go back. If we don't go back, the chef will have to wait."

The logic is right, the emotions are right, the expressions are right, and the words are right, everything is the same as Fu Juntong in the past, very normal, but after what happened just now, being too normal at this moment is the biggest abnormality.

Relying on his many years of social death experience, Han Qi swears with his toes that even if he adjusts quickly, his normal reaction is definitely not like this. Based on his understanding of Fu Juntong, it depends on how often he blushes when he says a few words , and is definitely not a person who can be calm so quickly.

But the problem is that Fu Juntong didn't show any emotion at all. Han Qi wanted to expose it, but because there was no evidence, he had to give up temporarily.

Just like how Fu Juntong slept, when they went back, the chef had already prepared the dishes.

Same as the previous meal, after the food was served, only Han Qi and Fu Juntong were left on the table.

From the moment the dishes came, Fu Juntong prepared to peel the prawns with his eyes down, taking care of them carefully and thoughtfully. It was exactly the same as usual, and he didn't show any strange expressions at all.

While eating absent-mindedly, Han Qi thought to himself, could it be that Fu Juntong is really gifted in regulating emotions, to the extent that his talent is completely inconsistent with his usual skin thickness?

This is too strong!

But while he was eating, Han Qi suddenly thought of a question: "Is it okay to put those documents there directly?"

"It's okay, someone will clean it up. The paperwork hasn't been stamped and I haven't left yet. It's okay even if someone takes it away. The most important thing is to let him know how much money I have."

Fu Juntong kept moving his hands, and said while peeling fish and shrimps for him, but as he was talking, the expression on his face suddenly became a little strange, as if he was a little confused and a little tangled.

"What's the matter, why this expression." Han Qi had been paying attention to Fu Juntong's expression all the time, but there was a sudden change in his expression, of course he couldn't escape Han Qi's eyes.

Fu Juntong looked into Han Qi's puzzled eyes, he slurped his mouth twice but failed to make a sound, and finally his heart swayed, his eyes closed, and he opened his mouth and said, "Is it because my words made a deeper impression on you? prefer?"

It was a bit of a no brainer to say this sentence. For a while, Han Qi really didn't know how Fu Juntong said what he said.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." If you don't know, you have to ask. Han Qi still understands this very well.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing what he said, Fu Juntong averted the author's eyes and gave him a resentful look.

?Han Qi really didn't understand.

Seeing that Han Qi still didn't react, Fu Juntong began to speak honestly and carefully with some reluctance: "Look at you, I haven't seen you remember everything I usually say. You go to bed early, eat less junk food, you tell me your notes every time, but you can remember the words I said in the hospital that day clearly, without even forgetting a single punctuation mark!"

As Fu Juntong talked, his face and ears turned red: "Do you really like me saying that? Then, do you like that posture at the beginning? If you like it, I can talk to you like this for a while every day. If you dislike the monotony of a pose, we may develop some new locations and poses in the future."

Although he felt ashamed when he thought about it afterwards, as long as Han Qi likes it, these are not big problems, he can do it!

Han Qi, Han Qi was already stunned by his words. He fixed Fu Juntong's eyes, and then put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, and laughed out loud.

If nothing else, he smiled first.

After laughing for a long time, he finally had enough, and then he looked at Fu Juntong's increasingly red earlobes and said, "There is no such thing, and you don't have to do it. I was impressed purely because it was really a bit social at the time." gone."

After all, in the hospital, if someone is not careful, someone will pass by and see them. If they are really seen, he really doesn't have the courage to stay in this world properly.

He swore that he really didn't like this tone, and Fu Juntong was definitely destroying his innocence by saying that.

"Brother, why are you still thinking about this? I thought you'd forgotten it a long time ago." Fu Juntong managed his expressions so well before that Han Qi really thought he didn't care.

Fu Juntong heard that his ears were even redder, and now the redness was not only in his ears, but also spread to his face.

Taking advantage of his illness and killing him, Han Qi immediately took advantage of Fu Juntong's rare opportunity to be shy, and had a good time with his mouth addiction. After all, it has been so long since Fu Juntong has always bullied him when he was shy, how many times he can resist There are only a handful of them.

Just when Han Qi was gearing up to continue talking, a large piece of shrimp was stuffed into his mouth unexpectedly, and he read his mouth tightly.

At least there is no way to continue talking.

"Uh, uh." Seeing Fu Juntong pretending to be calm and peeling the shrimp, Han Qi murmured twice in disbelief to show his resistance.

"Hey, don't talk about food." With a face back again, Fu Juntong saw the opportunity while Han Qi was swallowing, and fed another piece in, rolling his eyes angrily at Han Qi who finally thought he could talk.

He bit the flesh in his mouth viciously, thinking that he was biting Fu Juntong, Han Qiqi wanted to take a bite of him immediately, but when his eyes touched Fu Juntong's red neck and earlobes, his heart softened again.

Harmful, Fu Juntong is not easy to blame, forget it.

He only poked Fu Juntong when he was about to finish eating to remind him that it was time for the next feeding.

Han Qi sighed inwardly while eating.

Harm, this didn't add insult to injury, he was really too kind.

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My kidney is about to fail, woo woo, why can't I find my kidney treasure (ノДT)