After being dressed as a scumbag, I rescued myself by pampering my wife [Quick Transmigration]

The bustling voices of people on the street are intertwined, and the smell of roasted sweet potatoes wafts in the air from time to time.

"Do you want to eat sweet potatoes?" Fu Kun asked.

Shi Yang lay on Fu Kun's shoulder, lowered his head and buried him in the other's neck, breathing softly.

He didn't move, didn't reply, just hugged Fu Kun's neck tightly, almost suffocating him.

"Then I bought it?" Fu Kun walked over, and the boy behind him suddenly moved his fingertips.

"Go home." The voice was low.

Fu Kun pursed his lips, and took back the steps towards that end: "Okay."

Taking the child to the side of the car, Shi Yang was stubborn at this moment.

"Don't go in."

yelling all the time.

"I don't despise you." Fu Kun stuffed him directly into the car, and there was still a faint smell of car perfume inside.

Shi Yang felt a little cramped.

Anxiously stuffing himself into a small corner.

He didn't dare to look at Fu Kun, he was supposed to turn around with his eyes open, but when he looked over, he was all in a daze, at this moment, his head was lowered, lifeless.

I was really bullied.

There were not too many conversations on the road, as if telepathy was connected to each other, and even eye contact was not required.

Shi Yang was still half-forced by Fu Kun to carry him back home, avoiding the main entrance, and secretly went upstairs from the underground garage without making a sound.

Opening the door, Shi Yang rushed into the bathroom, followed by a loud slamming door.

The laughter of his group of cronies still rang downstairs. Fu Kun stood at the door, squinted his eyes, and went into the room to help the children sort out the change of clothes and put them by the door.

"The clothes are at the door."

Turn around and go out, closing the door gently.

Maybe a teenager at this age will start to show off his abilities and slowly experience the embarrassment. He definitely doesn't expect another person to appear at this moment.

Sad things have to be digested by yourself.

Fu Kun walked down the stairs, Shi Kai saw him first: "Yo heh...so fast?"

Fu Kun ignored it, and the other party laughed and teased again: "Where's your child?"

"Don't talk like you're a real brother, okay..." The person next to him smiled and threw a pillow over him.

"I'll go... What the hell are you doing..." There was someone scolding at the same time, pressing the buttons on the gamepad quickly.

Fu Kun walked to the side of the sofa, kicked Shi Kai's leg, and the other party lazily moved his noble butt, and moved away a small inch.

"I'm sitting here?" He slapped the opponent's shoulder, "Get out of here..."

"Cut...what's the matter..." Shi Kai struggled to move a seat enough for Fu Kun to sit down.

"...upstairs?" Quiet Mimi leaned over.

Eyebrow winking: "Take it down and have a look."

"The child is being bullied." Fu Kun took a sip of the wine on the table.

"Huh?" The people around didn't react, so Fu Kun made a call.

"Book a private room at Ivy..."

The room was quiet, and there was no sound of people around.

When Shi Yang came out of the toilet, he managed to wash off some of the stench on his body, his skin was still light pink, looking like a freshly watered peach.

Just now in the toilet, I cried hard while pouring water, and it is not easy to recover now, looking at the empty bedroom.

Opening the door, she said like a cat meowing: "Fu... Fu Kun?"

It was still quiet outside.

It was already dark, and Shi's mother and Fu's parents didn't intend to come back. In a mansion that ordinary people should have in their dreams, there was only a poor child who spoke timidly.

"Are you... here?"

No one returned.

When Shi Yang stepped out of the room completely, he glanced at the living room, which was quiet in the night, without even turning on the lights.

He paused at the stairs, staring at the dark living room downstairs in a daze.

It seems... also went out...

They were not related to each other at first, so why would the other party stay with me, no matter what angle they stood at, it was already considered conscientious.

I was still thinking about how to drag others down.

When we first met, we already knew that this world was not the same... Why do we still feel lost now, begging for the family affection we long for?

Shi Yang lowered his head, he stared at the ground, the black spots on the ground continued to enlarge, and his vision blurred.

Dizzy, going to pass away with his soul...

More and more blaming people, sad and poor beggars...

The figures on the dance floor were swaying, the surrounding laughter was mixed together, and there was still a faint smell of cigarettes in the private room, and Fu Kun was holding one in his hand.

The fingertips of his other hand were still lightly resting on the glass tabletop, and he clicked a few times to make a crisp "da da..."

Occasionally, he raised his chin and took a puff of cigarette, and the breath he exhaled sprayed into the air.

He looked condescendingly at the teenagers who had collapsed on the ground: "Haven't you come yet?"

The voice is deep and sexy.

Suddenly knocking on his dial, the time on it pointed to seven thirty.

With a sound of "squeak...", the door happened to be pushed open, and the young man kicked his hands in his pockets, his brows and eyes raised.

Seeing Fu Kun's face: "...Long time no see."

He walked in slowly, raising his good-looking eyebrows: "What? You want to teach me a lesson?"

People are smart, and they can understand the way inside at a glance. Fu Kun flicked off the cigarette in his hand, took a sip of wine, and suddenly tugged at his collar, unbuttoned it, revealing his exquisite and beautiful body. clavicle.

He leaned lazily on the sofa, crossed his slender and straight legs, and put his hands on both sides: "You moved my man."

When the sound came out, the room fell into complete silence, and the surrounding noises also stopped, and they all looked at Fu Kun's face in unison.

"Your person?" Hu Lei paused, and sat on the sofa on the other side, squeezed with Shi Kai.

"I'll go, you're sick!" Shi Kai scolded.

"Don't be so irritable...Uncle..." He opened his eyes wide, tilted his head, and smiled innocently.

"It's... Shi Yang?" The boy played with the retractable rope of the sweater, his side eyes swept Fu Kun's face.

Shi Kai's beautiful face flushed red, holding back for a long time: "Damn... little bastard..."

Among this group of people, only Shi Kai seemed to be the easiest to bully. He looked foolish, but he was actually very shy.

The private room fell into a new round of silence, and the sound of breathing staggered around.

The man who was originally sitting on the sofa raised the corners of his eyebrows, stood up, and stretched his straight legs, carrying male hormones.

He walked up to the boy and paused, then suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed him by the collar and threw him on the side coffee table.

There was a crackling sound, and the loud sound of the boy's back touching the glass low table echoed in the air.

"Damn..." The young man snorted, barely propped himself up and got up from the ground, pressing his palms on the broken glass on the ground, without even twitching his eyebrows.

Suddenly laughed lowly.

"Skills haven't regressed at all..."

Fu Kun watched condescendingly, then suddenly raised his leg, stepped on the opponent's chest, and pushed him to the ground.

"To shut up."

Spit out two words, with unquestionable coercion.

As the night grew thicker, men ran out of the private room in twos and threes, shoulders crossed and shoulders crossed. Among them, a man in a black suit walked last, with his hands in his trouser pockets.

His eyelashes were covered by sweaty hair, and his skin became whiter and whiter. The ruffianism and indifference all over his body were intertwined, switching back and forth.

"That kid is miserable enough..."

"...His mouth is very hard...but he has some backbone..."

"Bah, bah, bah... you're still boasting, that person beat you up, father and child..."

They huddled together with laughter and seemed to be outspoken, but when I thought about it carefully, I still didn't mention some things.

In the private room, the boy fell to the ground, his hair was still dripping with wine, the man squatted down just now, grabbed his hair, and then, with a smile still hanging from the corner of his mouth, he filled it up little by little. The table wine was poured over his head.

Not to mention how elegant and extravagant the movement is.

"Beating you when you were a child...didn't you get enough?"

There was a stormy indifference in his eyes.

When she let go of him, she took out the paper towel on the table, and wiped her thin white fingertips along the palm of her hand.

"When you're bullying, you'd better be careful, who's behind you..."

Throw down the tissue and lightly cover the boy's bruised face.

Now that the lights were still shining above his head, there was no trace of charming atmosphere. Hu Lei's vision blurred and he sighed.

Cover your eyes with your hands.

His liking seems to be different from the way other people express their liking...

The courtyard was quiet, every window was dark and fell into a deep sleep.

Fu Kunmai got out of the car, greeted the driver, and looked at the time on his wrist.

37:[-]...

very late...

Quietly entering the house, Fu Kun went to the refrigerator in the kitchen to get a bottle of ice water, poured it, and leaned against the kitchen counter to one side, staring at something in a daze.

I don't know if the kid took care of the injury... He was in such a hurry to go out that he forgot to take care of the other person's body.

Slowly going upstairs, she unexpectedly opened the door of the other party's room unconsciously, poked a head in, and softly called out: "Shi Yang...are you asleep..."

It was quiet for a long time, when Fu Kun was about to leave.

"elder brother…"

The voice was muffled.

Fu Kun unconsciously clenched his fingers on the doorknob.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he opened the door: "I come in?"

"okay…"

Shi Yang opened his eyes, staring at the dark roof in a daze.

His pupils contracted a few times, and when he heard someone shouting, he seemed to have an illusion, so he followed suit.

This time the other party answered, accompanied by the sound of pulling the door.

He was not disliked.

"I'll turn on the light..." Fu Kun reminded.

With a "click", the light was turned on, and Shi Yang was stimulated to close his eyes hard. He shrank his neck and hid under the quilt.

Like a frightened kitten.

Fu Kun was made fun of by this behavior, he pursed his lips, his eyes were bent, and his temperament was gentle.

"Didn't I remind you?"

When Shi Yang heard the laughter, the boulder that had been hanging over his heart slowly fell down, and he poked out a pair of eyes.

Curiously, there was a wound that had just formed a layer of scab on the forehead.

"Did you treat the wound?" Fu Kun asked, he looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the cabinet on the side.

He remembered that there was a medical bag here before.

"No need." The child poked his head out like a turtle.

Fu Kun ignored it and dug out the medicine box from the cabinet.

"Come here." Sitting on the edge of the bed, she carefully looked at the bottles and jars inside.

The light casts two figures on the wall, intertwined together, seemingly intimate...