A weak attack dog blood essay

He Juan didn't have class the next day, so he didn't plan to go to school.

He opened the newly added class group and browsed the news.

It's already dawn outside, but the bedroom is still a little dark because the curtains are open, and the phone screen flickers in the dim light.

Fu Xian gently opened the bedroom door, seeing this scene, he knew that He Juan had woken up.

He Juan also heard the sound of the door opening. He was wrapped in a dark gray quilt, his hair was fluffy and messy from sleeping on the pillow. City B was still very hot in September, and the villa turned on the cooling, and the temperature was just right.

But when He Juan sleeps, he still has to wrap his whole body in a quilt, otherwise he might catch a cold accidentally.

For him now, a small cold may trigger a series of other symptoms, so that he may need to go back to the hospital to lie down for half a year.

Fu Xian shifted his gaze to He Juan who wrapped himself up as a silkworm baby, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

He stepped forward and put the warm water in his hand on the small table beside the bed, and saw that the lower half of the young man's face was covered by the quilt, only his bright eyes and the watery fingertips holding the mobile phone were exposed, and when he heard the sound of the door being pushed, He Juan didn't even raise his eyes, and continued to look at the phone screen, as if there was something on it that attracted him.

Fu Xian looked at it for two seconds, then reached out to cover the phone's light, He Juan looked over with trembling eyelashes: "What's wrong?"

Seeing his blushing cheeks, Fu Xian couldn't help stretching out his hand and gently pinching it. The touch under his hand was soft and smooth. He was about to take his hand away, but he couldn't help but rub it again: "Arsuc has a new one. Chocolate mochi, didn't you say you're going to eat it this morning?"

He Juan immediately remembered that he had taken the opportunity to eat with Guan Shijing yesterday afternoon.

Feeling guilty for a while.

Fu Xian naturally noticed the change in his mood. The young man was a little annoyed because his face was pinched, and he dodged to avoid his hand.

But after hearing him say this, he immediately stopped his movements, and even seemed to put his face closer to the palm of his hand that hadn't left, revealing a taste of letting you pick.

Fu Xian was not polite, and simply pinched again, with a deep smile in his throat: "You are so good, did you do something guilty?"

He Juan didn't hide it either, and after struggling for two seconds, he revealed that he took Guan Shijing to eat dessert yesterday.

In fact, Fu Xian had already guessed what was going on when he saw He Juan's expression, but he still couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken when he heard that He Juan stayed with Guan Shijing all afternoon yesterday.

Guan Shijing's psychology towards He Juan, he could see it in high school.

He puts He Juan at the top of his heart, and he is naturally possessive of He Juan, so he can't bear other people's coveting eyes on He Juan.

Fortunately, He Juan is a relatively indifferent person, even if most people have something in mind, they don't even have a chance to show it in front of He Juan, and even if they show it, He Juan will mostly ignore it.

Only Guan Shijing is the existence that He Juan will care about, accept and even take the initiative to contact.

Most of the time, he feels that the same scene is in He Juan's heart, and there is no big difference.

Fortunately, he finally seized the scheming, since He Juan acquiesced in this relationship, then they will be happy forever.

Right now, He Juan just felt a little bit guilty about breaching the contract, and Fu Xian didn't mind using this bit of guilt to seek benefits for himself.

So he made a somewhat disappointed and sad look: "Is that so..."

As expected, He Juan felt a little guilty. He himself thought the desserts were delicious, and Fu Xian had repeatedly coveted the food in his hands, and he thought it was too much for him to not be able to eat desserts with Fu Xian because of himself.

So under Fu Xian's gaze, he said with some guilt: "Well, I'll eat with you, I won't eat."

After he finished speaking, Fu Xian didn't respond immediately, but sat on the edge of the bed, and He Juan immediately shrank back into the bed to make room for a bigger seat.Then he felt Fu Xian's hand reaching into the quilt, and the next second, his curled up leg was held by Fu Xian.

He Juan trembled, his eyes widened in disbelief, his ankles were held by warm palms, and his fingers and palms were calluses that made his skin numb. This feeling of being imprisoned made He Juan a little flustered and strange. He moved freely, but the grip on his right ankle was tightened even more.

He Juan couldn't help asking, "What are you going to do?"

Fu Xian calmed down, feeling the soft skin in his hands. The place where he was very thin before and worried that it would break when he walked had finally grown a little flesh over the past few months, but the bones under the flesh were still soft, as if he had used it a little. The strength will make the flesh sink together with the bones.

So he rubbed it lightly, feeling that the place being rubbed was trembling slightly, and his eyes deepened: "Isn't it a little too cruel for you to watch me eat cake and dessert in front of you?"

There was a little smile in Fu Xian's tone, but He Juan was now half-attracted by Fu Xian's actions.

He felt awkward in his heart, but Fu Xian was very skillful, and the temperature of his palm was just right, the thin tip only felt a little itchy, but He Juan actually felt strangely comfortable.

Hearing Fu Xian say this, he asked absently, "Then what are you going to do?"

It's rare for Fu Xian not to have any important meetings today, and he postponed the documents that need to be processed until tomorrow. Others are handled by his high-paid employees and special assistants, so he can be with He Juan all day today.

He had already planned in his heart, but now, taking advantage of He Juan's concession, he can do it more satisfactorily, or more honestly.

He carelessly walked up his ankles, He Juan's eyes were already a little misty because of this comfortable and slightly weird feeling, with thin and long black eyelashes stuck together, looking pitiful and cute, tired of the dark gray pillowcase The fair cheeks are also glowing with a gorgeous thin red, and the lips are bitten by the white teeth to bring out a moist color. The whole person is lively and fragrant. Where does Fu Xian want to eat outside cake desserts? It's the supreme delicacy that he couldn't ask for, and he was thinking about it: "Why don't we be a couple for a day?"

After He Juan knew Fu Xian's intentions, he was very entangled all the time. Because of Fu Xian's words, he didn't explicitly reject Fu Xian.

But he didn't publicly admit the relationship between the two, and he himself sometimes wondered what the relationship between the two was now, so he subconsciously looked at Fu Xian when Fu Lin asked, hoping that Fu Xian would answer.

Fu Xian knew in his heart that if he said it at the time, He Juan might want to deny it. He didn't want to block that "possibility", what he wanted was absolute, so he adopted another way to show the relationship between the two.

Guan Shijing might feel that the two of them are together, but when Fu Lin recovers in two days, he will probably guess the truth.

He Juan obviously didn't understand Fu Xian's meaning very well, his extremely beautiful, slightly pitiful trembling eyes looked at Fu Xian with distinct black and white at this moment: "What do you mean?"

But Fu Xian changed his posture, his long legs crossed together in a leisurely way, and the words he spoke were hoarse, his eyes stared at He Juan, which made He Juan feel in a daze that the other party seemed to want to It's like eating yourself: "Just one day, let's do what couples would do, how about it?"

He Juan pursed his lips, thinking seriously.

Fu Xian said again: "You've grown up so much, you haven't even talked about a relationship before, so you're not curious about how couples get along?"

He Juan was really not that curious.

Just as he was about to speak, Fu Xian said again, "I'm a little curious."

He Juan originally wanted to make amends to Fu Xian, but when he heard Fu Xian's words, he paused for a moment, thinking that it was only a day and nothing would happen, so he finally nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, Fu Xian took away the hand holding He Juan's right ankle, and handed the water glass that was brought in to He Juan instead.

He Juan was no longer sleepy at this time, so he simply sat up and saw the water glass handed to him, but he didn't take it immediately, but looked at Fu Xian with some confusion, hesitating to speak.

Fu Xian paused for two seconds, and immediately understood He Juan's entanglement. He was a little funny and felt that He Juan was so cute to his heart: "Do you still despise your feet?"

He Juan nodded calmly.

Fu Xian was helpless, he put the water glass aside, lifted the quilt calmly, and picked up He Juan unexpectedly.

He Juan was taken aback, and the anxiety hanging in the air made him subconsciously reach out and press Fu Xian's shoulder: "What are you doing?"

To Fu Xian, He Juan is light and light, and he hardly needs any effort. He is a little dissatisfied in his heart, thinking that He Juan is still too thin, and he needs to gain some weight to be healthy. He thinks this way, but on the surface he is calm : "I agreed to get along like a real couple today."

He Juan himself has no experience at all, in fact, Fu Xian didn't have any before, but he acted calmly and strategized, as if he had planned a long time ago, and successfully bluffed He Juan.

He was being carried to wash up, the floor was covered with thick carpets, Fu Xian put him down, and then he calmly squeezed toothpaste and filled the cup with water, this series of actions he did was also very beautiful , He Juan looked a little dazed, until a toothbrush was stuffed in his mouth, he suddenly came back to his senses, being hugged and doing everything like a child, it's a bit of a bit of a hassle to have his teeth brushed Unacceptable, he quickly reached out to stop it.

Fu Xian felt a little regretful, but he obediently let go. When He Juan was brushing his teeth seriously, he said with a bit of regret, "I often brushed your teeth for you during the year and a half when you were in a coma."

He Juan didn't know this, his brushing hands trembled, and the foam from the electric toothbrush immediately swirled and choked a little into his throat. He coughed violently, stopped quickly, and the corners of his eyes turned red.

Then the toothbrush trembling in his hand was turned off by Fu Xian holding his hand. He Juan's throat smelled like strawberry toothpaste. He rinsed his mouth with a glass of water. Tired of washing away the foam from the toothbrush, he said apologetically, "I scared you."

He Juan waved his hand, and asked him in surprise, "I thought the nurse took care of me when I was unconscious."

Fu Xian was very busy, most of the time it was indeed the nurses who took good care of the unconscious He Juan, but Fu Xian was shrouded in intense panic, hatred and darkness during that time, only when he saw He Juan lying quietly calm.

So the hospital where He Juan lived became Fu Xian's resting place. When he finished his work, he would go to the hospital to rest. Most of the time, even if he was very tired, he couldn't fall asleep, so he would sit in the ward and watch He Juan being taken care of by the nurses. He learns everything quickly, and it's the same with taking care of people. After watching it a few times, he learned it while doing it.

Later, as he gradually took control of the Fu family, the time was not so tight, and almost half of the nurse's job was taken away by Fu Xian.

But there's no need to go into detail about these, he did it to amuse He Juan, but he didn't want to burden He Juan too much.

So he said: "Occasionally, I will help."

Even so, Master He Juan said to him seriously: "Then thank you."

The two were already very close, but at this time He Juan turned around to thank him, and almost sent himself into Fu Xian's arms. Fu Xian stretched out his arms around his waist, and put his palms on the back of his waist, feeling the tenderness there. Trembling a little sensitively, he approached He Juan's cheek, the two breathed intertwined, and the words he confided were extremely ambiguous: "It's okay, help my boyfriend, what's the matter."

This sentence has a lot of meaning, but today the two are a couple, He Juan wanted to refute but felt that he didn't know where to start, and Fu Xian had already taken him downstairs for breakfast in the midst of entanglement.

The author says:

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It was supposed to be updated two days ago, but I was too nervous when the results of the postgraduate entrance examination came out, so I was delayed for two days-to make it up in one go today!

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