Chapter 46 46 I want you.
Tang Ke looked at him like a fool: "Brother, I was only seventeen or eighteen years old at that time. I had the desire but not the courage to commit a crime. What were you thinking?"
Fu Yu calmly lowered his eyes to look at her curled toes and said, "Oh, I forgot."
Tang Ke lifted her other leg, folding it like a sandwich. Her hand, stiff with nervousness, became even more immobile. She took the initiative and interrogated him, "Are you concerned about my relationship history? Are you obsessed with mysophobia? Are you trying to use this to humiliate me? Do you want me to be humble and coax you? Hmm?"
She pressed forward forcefully, admiring the slight frown on his face.
"...No." Fu Yu leaned back slightly, his eyelids trembling slightly. Just as catnip affects cats, Tang Ke before him affected him just as much.
"Then why are you asking about my ex-boyfriend?" Tang Ke poked his chest with his index finger.
Fu Yu tried to pull his right hand away, but failed. His Adam's apple rolled as he replied, "I wanted to prove that relationships aren't always like this."
"Okay," Tang Ke held his chin in his hand and looked at him with interest, "Try to do something different."
The refreshing scent of shower gel highlighted her playful expression. The reference materials in his mind told Fu Yu that this situation should be classified as ambiguous, but more than that, he couldn't "solve" it.
"I have the desire but not the courage to do it," he quoted her as saying.
Tang Ke raised the corners of his lips. He really liked the way he treated flirting as a job interview, which was pure love.
"Really? If you didn't come, I would come," she said.
"What's coming?"
"You're so brave!" Tang Ke pushed him with both hands, threw him to the ground with a fierce look, and tickled his skin with evil humor.
The only mistake was that Fu Yu was not ticklish.
"You're not even laughing? Huh? Huh?" She scratched from her neck to her sides in disbelief.
Fu Yu groaned, trying to stop her from causing trouble and raising the white flag of surrender: "Wait..."
"Oh! Is this the place?!" Tang Ke thought he had found his sore spot and was determined to make him laugh with a fierce attack.
"No... stop..."
"Don't be afraid, I will cure your facial paralysis today!"
"Tang Ke..."
"Take your hands off me, even if the king comes, you will obey me!"
"Stop!" Fu Yu, unable to endure any more, grabbed her arm with a little force. His knuckles turned white, his face flushed and blue, and he couldn't speak.
"You...you sat down."
The pajamas were made of a thin, light brown fabric, and Tang Ke once complained that they resembled the taste of an inn waiter, plain and unassuming. He had worn them for years, and the color faded significantly at the joints, which were prone to wear and tear, but he never felt unworthy.
I feel that way now.
Although the soft material is not easy to wrinkle, it also provides a smooth path for visibility.
By the time Tang Ke realized what he was referring to, it was too late to divert her attention. Her scalp instantly tightened, and she suddenly tensed her slumping waist. She didn't know where to look, and she stood in a silent stalemate with him.
Hey, she is a high-scoring idiot. She reads a lot of books just for fun. All the knowledge is piled up in her brain, like a river that can't flow down.
Logically, the next scene should have cut to a meaningful empty shot of a night scene, but at this moment, Tang Ke somehow remembered the long-forgotten box of body lotion in the drawer of her dressing table, and deeply realized what it meant to regret it when you are old if you don't work hard when you are young.
"Yes, I did." She showed her eight white teeth and gave a standard fake smile, "I cured your facial paralysis, right, hahahaha..."
She got off him and searched the floor barefoot for her slippers, which had been kicked into the gap under the sofa, making them difficult for her to find.
Fu Yu supported himself on the sofa cushion with both hands and slowly sat up. His condition was not much better than lying down. The two were at most allotropes.
He grabbed Tang Ke's wrist with resentment and forced her to turn towards him.
"Responsible." He said simply.
Tang Ke continued to joke: "No after-sales service at the moment, no returns or exchanges."
Fu Yu's eyes were filled with resentment, and dense black lines shot out of them. He uttered in a low voice: "Quack."
Everyone knows how to turn the tables. Tang Ke curled his lips and said, "I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it. What can I do?"
Fu Yu looked at her deeply for a long time, lowered his head, and said, "I'll know next time."
Tang Ke was absent-minded and casually reminded him not to forget to take the medicine, then went back to the bedroom purposefully to apply body lotion.
She hadn't expected her role as a relationship veteran to fail so quickly. Things were beyond her capabilities, and even a romance novel wouldn't be enough at the critical moment. She was terribly anxious. Fu Yu's growth was far faster than she could prepare herself mentally. Damn, he was now on the same starting line as the newcomers.
Currently, because Fu Yu still carries the virus and he's still very young at the beginning of their relationship, they haven't slept together or discussed it. However, the future can't be static. Tang Ke had imagined that she and Fu Yu would be like this in the future. Ever since he could ask for a kiss without blushing or beating his heart, she had anticipated this day.
In addition to anxiety and tension, she also felt a sense of anticipation.
Now that I've grown up, I can finally eat meat.
Tang Ke increased the intensity of applying body lotion, trying to marinate his entire body.
I can't stop charming you.
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Love helped to offset some of the fatigue from work. Fu Yu was in the middle of a busy project, and even if he wasn't working overtime at the office, he would continue working in his study when he got home. Tang Ke would come to keep him company every night, but compared to his wife's caress, the overtime pay was nothing to him.
Tang Ke's companionship is not limited to playing his switch game console, lying on his bed reading novels and comics, and writing fan fiction on his laptop - Mrs. Lengkeng has come out.
"Fu Yu, do you have an extra email address? Lend me one," she said.
Fu Yu only had a work email address, so he gave it to her without asking any questions. Even though she asked for her bank card password, he gave it to her without blinking.
"Thank you."
At the latest, Fu Yu worked overtime until midnight, and Tang Ke also typed until midnight. She yawned and returned to her room. Before leaving, Fu Yu stopped her and said something incoherently: "I'm done now."
Tang Ke was so sleepy that his soul left his body. He nodded perfunctorily: "Yeah, I'll go to bed early after I finish it."
“…”
Fu Yu had recovered for quite some time, but she hadn't found a chance to be intimate with Tang Ke. If she took the initiative to speak, it would be too abrupt, but if she didn't, she didn't seem to care.
It's not that Tang Ke doesn't care, it's that she's allergic to romance. Otherwise, why would she run to his room every day? Isn't it just to desensitize herself? When she can express herself in plain language, then she can eat this meat.
On Saturday, Fu Yu was still working overtime in the study, and he seemed to have a hard life. The main reason was that Tang Ke was out, and he found it boring to work alone.
Meanwhile, Tang Ke was getting a hair removal treatment at a beauty salon. Damn, she'd sacrificed so much just to have a bite of that beautiful flesh!
She originally planned to grow her armpit hair and then dye it, but due to her job it was not convenient for her to dye her hair, especially some bright colors, so she wanted to indulge in it in a secret corner.
Damn it, the late emperor died before he could complete his career.
After finishing the care, she went to the supermarket to buy snacks and called Fu Yu to ask what he wanted.
"Tang Ke."
Tang Ke sighed reflexively, "What do you want? I'm in the beverage section right now—I get a free cup with every carton of milk I buy!"
Unlike the cacophony of the supermarket, the other end of the line was remarkably quiet. Tang Ke put a carton of milk into the shopping cart, talking to himself, before continuing, "Have you decided? What do you want?"
Fu Yu: "I said it."
Tang Ke: "What did you say?"
Fu Yu: "I want you."
"!!!" Tang Ke took away the phone in shame and anger.
No, is there something wrong with her upbringing? How can this guy act like a hooligan so naturally?
She put the phone back to her ear and was about to criticize him, but he had more to say.
"I want you to come home soon." Fu Yu repeated.
oh.
oh.
Kind. Still the same pure-love Fu Yu. Kind.
Tang Ke patted his chest in relief, then forgot about the place and started to act like a hooligan: "Then you wash yourself and wait for me."
This is Tang Ke, AKA If one of us is obscene it's me.
"Really?" Fu Yu stood up, and the ergonomic chair was ejected far away.
"Yeah." Tang Ke was in a good mood, strolling leisurely through the supermarket, talking nonsense without wasting any time. "What brand do you like? Since I'm here, I might as well take a box. Do you want the ones with two or three words?"
"..." Fu Yu stumbled and learned his lesson. He calmed down, sat back in his chair, and pointed out her teasing: "Two words are Mengniu, three words are Telunsu, and you, my wife, are four words."
Tang Ke was surprised that he didn't fall for it, "So powerful?"
“Once bitten by a snake, one will be afraid of ropes for ten years.”
"You said I was a snake?"
"You are ten years."
"Okay, I'm hanging up now. I'm going to check out."
"Um."
It's really interesting. Tang Ke stood in the queue in front of the checkout counter, neither bored enough to play with his phone nor anxious enough to crane his neck in anticipation.
It turns out that falling in love with a like-minded person is so happy. The joke came before the kiss, which exactly satisfied her habit of "living life as jokes and treating jokes as philosophy, while philosophy is pure bullshit."
I just don't know how he would react if he saw that she actually bought that thing.
Tang Ke was full of bad intentions and stumbled back home carrying a box of milk and a bag of snacks.
"I'm so tired." As soon as she opened the door, she immediately unloaded the heavy objects and slumped down in the entrance hall.
There was no one in the living room, so Fu Yu must be in the study.
She crawled over to the sofa, grabbing the snack bag and yelling in a Taiwanese accent, "Ayu, are you playing video games again?!"
Strange, no movement. Did he go out?
Tang Ke stood up and walked towards the study, and the door of the bathroom on the side suddenly opened.
A half-naked man with wet hair walked out from the mist.
Seriously, who are you, bro?
"Are you back?" Fu Yu wiped his hair with a towel and squinted his myopic eyes to look at her.
"Ah, um..." Tang Ke stared at his abdominal muscles intently.
Oh no.
"What did you buy? So many?" Fu Yu squatted down and looked through the big bag of snacks on the ground. They were all her favorite foods. She didn't treat herself badly at all.
"Just, I bought some." Faced with absolute sincerity, Tang Ke's flirtatious talk was completely wiped out. To prevent herself from losing her mind after staring at him for too long, she averted her gaze and made small talk: "Why are you showering at this hour?"
Fu Yu had his back to her, with the dimples on both sides of his waist faintly visible.
"Didn't you say that? Let me clean up and wait for you."
His tone was matter-of-fact.
"You take a vulgar joke seriously? You know I have a bad temper." Tang Ke fanned himself with his palms, and the heat in the bathroom escaped.
"I know it's a joke." Fu Yu paused, and the water droplets at the end of his hair dripped onto his shoulders and then slid down his back.
"But seriously, it seems like I'm not the only one."
He spoke very slowly, turned around, and held the box of "jokes" between his index and middle fingers.
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