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The faint light shone in from behind Fu Juehan, illuminating Meng's eyes with heat, and the wind blew into the crescent bay window, curling two or three pale lisianthus and falling on Fu Juehan's shoulder.

He said the last word, and the petals fell.

For a moment, there was a muffled sound like a drum beating, and it was only later that Meng Yi realized that it was his own rapid heartbeat.

It turns out that this is the feeling of being held in the palm of your hand.

The heart was crispy and numb, and there was a burst of throbbing.

He felt that he had turned into a big leather ball, and Fu Juehan's continuous attack was like continuously blowing air into the ball, if there was any more, he would explode himself.

So before the little ball was punctured, Meng Yi hurriedly extinguished the flames.

"Also, let's go, you don't have to do this, it's unfair to you, and I will feel weird, besides, I can't promise you anything."

He spoke five sentences in a row like a pea shooter, without pausing in the middle, thinking he was cool and straightforward, but in fact, his chattering eyes and red fingers had already been exposed.

Fu Juehan could tell that his heart was moved, but he still refused to get out.

Like a little snail in an unknown danger, desperately grasping the shell on its body.

"I've said it before, you don't need to make any promises or representations to me now, you can do whatever you want with me, and do whatever you like, I won't stalk or plunder, and I won't make you uncomfortable. "

Fu Juehan paused, his eyes glanced at his expression: "It's just that I want to give myself a priority admission right."

Meng Yi was dumbfounded, and pursed his lips in a daze: "Priority admission right? Well, do you want to enter adult university?"

Fu Juehan: "..."

Fu Juehan really doesn't know how his brain circuit was developed, he is stupid and clever, he is simply the king of atmosphere destruction.

He looked down at Meng Yi, and smiled suddenly, with deep helplessness in his tone: "I mean, I confessed my love again after being rejected by you with such bastard words, so when you think about falling in love, Can you give me priority?"

"After all, my kiss is quite comfortable, isn't it a bonus?"

The spoon dropped from his hand and punctured the last glutinous rice ball.

Meng Yi blinked his reddened eye sockets, even his fingertips were burning, and it would be a lie to say that he was not moved by being so cared for by the human body.

Or just... try it out...

He clenched his palms tightly, his little face flushed, and he moved forward a little bit slowly. Fu Juehan immediately came up to him and waited for him with a smile.

Meng Yi was a little embarrassed, and licked his dry lips, "If, I mean, if, there is a day, I will—"

"Brother Han!"

There was a sudden roar of a motorcycle outside the window, Meng Yi was so frightened that he shrank his shoulders and retreated.

Li Yang stood downstairs and shouted towards their window: "They brought the young master's car and a bunch of yellow electric mice!"

Meng Yi's eyes lit up immediately when he heard the words, and he rushed to the window like a puppy with vitality, "My son is here?"

Li Yang pulled up the string of Pikachu dolls, "How about it, young master, there are 32 in total, and I picked them all for you."

"Oh my god, thank you brother Li!"

He was so happy that he immediately changed his words and gave him a thumbs up, "You are too handsome today!"

After finishing speaking, he ran downstairs.

Li Yang smiled so beautifully, "Why are you polite?"

Before he finished laughing, he caught a glimpse of Fu Juehan's gloomy face, staring at him sullenly, as if he wanted to eat people.

His heart skipped a beat, "Han, Brother Han?"

Fu Juehan glanced at him: "Brother Li is handsome, isn't he?"

Li Yang: Huh?

"A fine of 3000."

Li Yang: Huh huh? ? ? ! ! !

Meng Yi didn't have much luggage, Lao Jiang helped him organize it in advance, and Pikachu took up half of it.

Fu Juehan inadvertently caught a glimpse of the Pikachu print on the packing box of more than [-] dolls, large and small, key pendants, Pikachu pajamas, and even the box of briefs that Meng Yi furtively took out from the interlayer of the suitcase.

He couldn't help laughing, still the same as when he was a child.

After settling down, his son was going to see another treasure. Meng Yi ran downstairs and found his beloved horse in the yard behind the main building after going around a circle.

His car is a Ducati Monster, the Ferrari of motorcycles. The retro red coating is warm and sexy, and the smooth body is like a running cheetah. It is brutal and full of tonality.

It is a well-deserved beast of strength in the night.

"Hey! Master, your car is cool enough!"

Li Yang's attention was completely attracted by this huge monster, he circled around several times, and then went to look at Meng Yi's boss, who was two times smaller than Fu Juehan.

"Can you hold it back? This is a big guy!"

Meng Yi scoffed at him, opened his long legs and stepped onto the motorcycle, took the helmet and buckled it on his head with one hand, he smiled flamboyantly and wantonly with his eyes bent, as soon as he nodded his head, the front goggles fell off with a "click" .

"It depends on strength, not weight."

"Oh--" Li Yang whistled to him, "You are really handsome!"

Meng Yi was praised so much that his eyes lit up. When he saw Fu Juehan coming out of the building, he immediately lowered his body, raised his head, and twisted the handle at the moment when someone's eyes swept over him. There was a sharp howling sound immediately. At first glance, it seemed that the solemn night knight greeted him mischievously.

Boom blah blah blah~~~

This is a brat begging for praise.

Fu Juehan came over, bent slightly, and pampered his front windshield, "Beautiful."

"Can you talk?" Meng Yi shook his head and shook his hand, saying in a muffled voice, "I'm handsome, wild, and a man's sense of strength!"

Fu Juehan thought it was funny, thinking what kind of man, you are at most a puppy, the kind who is obedient and wild.

But what should be praised should still be praised, and the child's enthusiasm cannot be dissuaded. He sat on the handlebars and praised with lowered eyes: "It's great."

Meng Yi was moved by the look of those eyes, he was so beautiful that he wanted to stomp his feet, but his face was still cool, "What's so great, you are not earthy, you, my dad praised me like that when I came home with awards when I was young."

Seeing his eyes turn around and glance around the courtyard, Fu Juehan understood: "Does your hand itch?"

"Is it so obvious..." Meng Yi muttered shyly, as if wanting to play for a while is a shameful thing, but he still admitted generously: "I want to ride around, but I haven't touched it for several days. "

Fu Juehan looked at his bright eyes and couldn't say no, "Renren, this is too young to run away, I will take you out to play at night."

Lunch was settled outside. Taking care of Meng Yi's taste, he chose crayfish. Seven or eight catties of bright red lobsters were placed on the table, and the color and aroma stimulated the taste buds.

Meng Yi was in charge of eating the whole process, Fu Juehan was in charge of peeling the whole process, and Li Yang was in charge of making the whole process with the lobster plate sitting next to him.

Perhaps the muscles exposed outside the black vest are too oppressive. Fu Juehan peels the lobster like he is opening the human skull, tearing off the head of the lobster, pinching it with both hands and squeezing it hard, and the white and tender lobster meat slips out.

Meng Yi was really envious, leaned over and whispered: "Hey, your body is too muscular, how did you train?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was stuffed with lobster meat, and Fu Juehan asked, "What's wrong with you, did you hit you in the gym just now?"

"Damn!" Meng Yi's cheeks were flushed, and the corners of his eyes were even more colorful than his red lips, "Why did you suddenly have a yellow accent, can you give me some face!"

Fu Juehan laughed, just now he boasted that he had kissed [-] people, and he had gone through many battles, and now he was shameless after hearing a dirty word, so pure that he couldn't even breathe, and he grew double With affectionate eyes, she gouges and stares at him, aiming at his heart.

"Sorry, I couldn't help but want to tease you."

Like coaxing a child, he peeled off seven or eight fresh and tender lobsters, put them in the palm of his hand, put them close to his mouth, and coaxed softly: "You think it's vulgar, I won't say it again."

When he said this, Meng Yi was embarrassed to make a fuss. After all, they were both men. After eating lobster and drinking beer together, it was inevitable that he would make a few unscrupulous jokes.

"Well, it's okay, I'm not a very elegant person anyway."

He reached out to grab the lobster, but Fu Juehan moved his hand away and put it close to his mouth again, "Don't get your hands wet, it's not easy to wash."

"Oh." He was subconsciously obedient, and the little orange roll moved to Fu Juehan's hand, and he ate it carefully, chewing slowly with his cheeks puffed up, and then took another bite.

Fu Juehan watched him bury his head in his palm, his cheeks twitched as he chewed, and even his hairy head was bit by bit, like a stubborn kitten.

"Oh my God, why are these so spicy?" Meng Sihasha breathed out before he realized that he was wrong, and looked at the lobster plate, then at Fu Juehan, pitifully: "Are you It’s not that I took it wrong, it’s so spicy!”

Fu Juehan stared at his lips, saw his white canine teeth and tender red tongue, his Adam's apple slowly rolled twice.

"It seems that I took the heavy spicy one ordered by Li Yang. Is it very spicy?"

"Yeah!" Meng Yi nodded frantically, leaned in front of him and pursed his lips forcefully, his red and soft lips were pursed loudly, "It's numb, I'm unconscious."

Fu Juehan lowered his eyes for a while, then moved his eyes unnaturally, "I want some milk for you."

"Oh no, who still drinks milk, you treat me like a child." He took the beer in his hand, drank it in three gulps, and went to ask Li Yang again: "Brother Li, give me two whole ice cubes."

"No."

As soon as Li Yang raised his head, revealing his mouth filled with bright red blood, Fu Juehan ordered him to take away the ice cubes, "Only drink warm."

"Why!" Meng Yi licked his red lips, and protested dissatisfied: "My mouth is going to be so hot that I don't feel it anymore."

"I forgot what's wrong with you, and you still want to drink something cold?" Fu Juehan poured him another glass of warm wine, and said forcefully, "Don't drink any more beer."

"Come on, it's really wide."

Meng Yi rubbed his face, which was also poisoned by the heavy heat, and looked helplessly at the two ice cubes soaked in the wine, "Oh, Boss Fu, give me a sip."

Fu Juehan took off his gloves and said coldly, "No."

As a result, Meng Yi's paw swished to the side of the wine glass while he was not paying attention, and was held down before he could get it.

"Fu Juehan!" Meng Yi was furious.

Fu Juehan smiled, and said like dismissing a brat, "That's all." Then he raised his finger that was stained with cold water, and wiped it on those two lips.

His fingertips brushed past, his lips parted slightly, Meng subconsciously stretched out his tongue to suck the water drops, but it happened to lick Fu Juehan's fingertips.

The air was stagnant, and the two looked at each other, moved their lips, and quickly looked away in unison.

The spicy lobster flavor mixed with the woody aroma penetrates into the nostrils and spreads in all directions.

Meng Yi thought dazedly that his lips hadn't been completely numb yet, and he still felt the sensation when Fu Juehan's fingers rubbed them, but the ice water was so little that he evaporated before he even tasted it.

Fortunately, Sibusi licked Fu Juehan's finger, did he find out?Probably not, after all the "whoosh" is so fast.

Just thinking about it, a shadow suddenly fell beside him.

"Don't think about it, little leather face, what happened just now was really not intentional."

Meng Yi: "!!!"

Meng Yi: Zhuo Zhuo!

How can he even know what I think!

Fu Juehan couldn't help laughing at his lively face, took a sip of the wine while pinching the glass, rubbing his fingers slowly and heavily under the cover of the table.

Soft and hot.

He didn't know how many times he wanted to rub someone into his arms tonight.

Take a good taste of those lips.

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