Chapter 138
An hour ago.
Fu Yan sent Sheng Xiaoxing to the doorstep of his home.
"Duoduo, we're here."
"Um."
The tattoos on his arms were all stickers, which Sheng Xiaoxing had already torn off and held in his hands. All the stickers were wrinkled by him.
He tilted his head to look out the window, but didn't get out of the car, as he had something to say.
When he was about seven or eight years old, his parents divorced and he was awarded to his father for custody.
At first, his father was responsible for him, but later, because of his work problems, his father became irritable and developed a habit of beating people. On the day when he came home from school in the sixth grade, his father lost his temper again and felt that he was a burden, so he took a stick and beat him. He picked up a mop to resist.
That day should be the real beginning of the deterioration of their relationship.
A father who hits others and a son who is unfilial.
Later, his father remarried.
After reorganizing his family, the father returned to his former kind-hearted self.
However, he still spoke harshly to his son, and for a period of time he sent him to be raised by his second uncle.
To put it bluntly, I just want to abandon the child.
It is not entirely true that he did not have a normal family upbringing since he was young. As far as he can remember, his life with his parents was particularly warm and beautiful. He remembered some of the good things in his childhood, and he also experienced domestic violence from his father. The former prevented him from going astray and becoming a real bad boy, and the latter made him dare not expect the fickle feelings between people, such as friendship and family affection...
The combination of the two makes his personality extremely awkward.
"Duoduo, we're here," Fu Yan reminded again.
Sheng Xiaoxing clenched his fists again.
Don't get off the bus.
Hold on!
He wanted to call him Brother Yan, or follow his friends and call him Third Brother.
Because Fu Yan is the fourth person who is nice to him besides his friends, they should get closer to each other.
But it feels awkward and I can't shout it out.
The stickers in my hand are about to be crushed.
Fu Yan's eyes were fixed on his Duoduo: "Duoduo, are you hungry and want to eat?"
"I'm not hungry." said Sheng Xiaoxing.
"Duoduo, do you have something to say to me?" Fu Yan asked again.
Sheng Xiaoxing denied it outright: "I didn't!"
"A lot."
"what!!!"
"I want to take a sip."
"............." Sheng Xiaoxing was stunned, his face flushed and angry, "Pervert!!!"
This time he was no longer stubborn, unbuckled his seat belt, and rushed back home hand and foot.
After watching the lights in the upstairs room go out, Fu Yan drove away.
Back home, just went upstairs.
Met the eldest brother.
The eldest brother held Zhou Xing in his arms. Zhou Xing hugged the eldest brother's neck. The clothes on his body were obviously also the eldest brother's. He said, "Brother, Zhou Xing, just pretend I don't exist."
Fu Chen: “………”
Obviously there was some misunderstanding.
"Fu Chen, what does Third Brother mean?" Song Xingqi was still puzzled.
"He's having a seizure, don't care what he says."
Fu Chen carried the person to the bed, immediately covered him with a quilt, and turned back to close the door.
"Fu Chen, you haven't taken a shower yet," Song Zhouxing kindly reminded him, half of his face showing from under the quilt, grabbing the edge of the quilt with both hands.
"I'll take a shower right away," Fu Chen said, "You go to bed first."
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
Hualili ignored the suggestion that he should go to sleep first.
Alas, the man sighed.
Fu Chen took his clothes into the bathroom and deliberately prolonged his bath time, hoping that he would fall asleep first when he felt sleepy.
Song Xingqi was sleepy, but didn't want to sleep. He lifted the quilt, put on slippers, and stood in front of the frosted glass. Many times before, when Fu Chen took a shower, he would squat in front of the frosted glass and wait for him. When Fu Chen came out of the shower, he would rush into Fu Chen's arms and lick him, and Fu Chen would be very happy.
The man inside had the shower water washing over his head, then he wiped his face and turned around.
I saw a dark shadow standing there.
A corner of my heart suddenly collapsed.
No longer delaying, Fu Chen took a shower, washed up and went out immediately.
"Fu Chen!" Song Zhouqi stood on tiptoe, and used his clenched fists as claws.
Fu Chen smiled, picked up his "big dog" as usual, and the two of them lay down on the bed together. He rubbed Xingqi's fluffy and soft hair with his palms: "Okay, Xingqi, it's late, go to bed."
"Yeah." Song Zhouqi lay down.
In order to prevent himself from losing control, Fu Chen went next door and got another quilt.
Two people share the same bed, but with different quilts.
Song Zhou Xing: “?”
Is Fu Chen embarrassed?
Other than that, he couldn't think of any other reason.
The lights in the room were turned off.
There was silence in the darkness.
Song Xingqi asked: "Fu Chen, have you ever been in love before?"
Fu Chen put his hands behind his head and said, "No."
It didn't happen before, and it probably won't happen in the future. It's because he fell in love with a little boy, and he is not suitable for little boys.
"No wonder," Song Zhouqi murmured.
"No wonder what?"
No wonder you are shy, Song Zhouqi said in his heart, why not say it to his face, because you are afraid that Fu Chen will be even more shy.
He pulled the quilt up, quietly covering his mouth, and smiled secretly with the corners of his mouth curled up.
Fu Chen said: "I heard it."
".........All right."
After a while, Song Xingqi spoke again: "Fu Chen."
"Hmm?" Fu Chen responded.
"You said you would travel with us, do you really have time?"
"Yes," Fu Chen said, "The group has set up so many departments just to assign corresponding tasks and do them according to the prescribed procedures. There will be no mistakes. Many things do not require me to do them myself. Don't worry, Zhou."
"As long as it doesn't interfere with your work."
"Won't."
"Fu Chen?"
"Well, you talk, and I listen."
"When I go to college, we will have less time to meet," Song Xingqi raised his hand and swore, "but I promise that I will call and text you whenever I am free, and come to Xinhai to see you if I have enough time."
They had just started dating, and they would be separated after the holiday. He would miss Fu Chen especially, and Fu Chen would miss him too, so he had to comfort Fu Chen in advance.
Fu Chen laughed softly and said, "You don't need to run back and forth so much. If you want to see me, I'll come anytime."
"Really?" His eyes lit up again.
"Really," Fu Chen said, "Even if you call me in the middle of the night, I will come over."
"Fu Chen, you are so nice."
"Well, you should go to bed."
"Can you sleep?"
"I can't sleep."
"Why?"
"Because you keep talking."
“.......”
"If you don't go to sleep, I'll spank you."
"........" Song Zhouxing had to go to bed reluctantly, "Good night, Fu Chen."
"Good night, Sunday."
Song Zhouqi closed his eyes.
However, although he and Fu Chen were sleeping in the same bed, they could not share the same quilt, which made him suffer from insomnia and he had no desire to sleep.
In order to prevent Fu Chen from feeling shy, and also to be able to sleep next to Fu Chen, Song Zhouqi pretended to be asleep first. He endured and endured for a long time, then quietly touched his cell phone and saw...only five minutes had passed.
So, keep going and going...
After staying up most of the night, he began to act.
First, he exposed one of his calves, and then his round toes slowly reached into Fu Chen's quilt. When his entire foot was inside Fu Chen's quilt, he stuffed his calf in as well. Then, he gently lifted the quilt and slowly moved an inch towards the man.
Three minutes later, it moved another inch.
After another three minutes, it continued to move an inch.
Inch after inch.
Finally! Her body twisted to the edge of Fu Chen's quilt.
However, the man next to him was not asleep at all, and Fu Chen did not close his eyes either. He just turned his head and watched Song Xingqi slowly move towards him, feeling both angry and amused.
And it's so cute.
Song Xingqi lifted the man's quilt, slid down, and leaned close to the man.
The man's hands, still behind his head, were clenched slightly.
As if being close to each other wasn't enough, Song Zhouxing reached out and hugged Fu Chen's waist.
Fu Chen: “….”
With an extra person in the quilt, the temperature naturally rose. Fu Chen closed his eyes and turned his back to him.
Song Zhou Xing, who had his back turned to him, asked: “?”
It doesn’t matter, Fu Chen turned over subconsciously after falling asleep.
He supported himself on the bed with his hands, rolled over Fu Chen, and snuggled into the man's warm arms. Although it was a little hot, he felt safe and secure. He hugged Fu Chen again with his hands and rubbed his head happily on the other's shoulder.
A breath of air sprayed on the top of his head, very hot.
Song Xingqi looked up curiously and met a pair of eyes that were darker than the night. He thought of a ferocious and cruel wolf with its fangs bared.
But the person in front of him was Fu Chen.
So he is not afraid.
I was just surprised: "Fu Chen, you are not asleep yet???"
"I wasn't asleep," Fu Chen's voice was already a little rough, and now it was even deeper, "I also saw the whole process of you getting into my quilt."
"............"
boom!
Song Zhouqi had a fever and his face turned red.
No matter how you look at it, it was indeed not reserved to take the initiative to get into your lover's quilt, but he just wanted to be closer to Fu Chen, so he pursed his lips and grabbed the clothes in front of Fu Chen with a red face. Even if he was seen, Fu Chen would not drive him away, so he was very bold and did not move back.
An arm was wrapped around his waist at this moment, tightening tightly.
Before he could react, he was pressed down by Fu Chen in an instant. Compared with the man's tall and strong figure, he looked particularly thin.
Fu Chen is a normal man. How could he not be moved when his beloved treasure teases him again and again?
He is about to burst!!
"Week," were the only two words that came out of his hushed throat.
Song Xingqi was confused for a moment, then he understood what Fu Chen wanted to do. He felt burning hot from head to toe. He put his feet together and rubbed his toes against each other nervously. He liked Fu Chen and understood that this was the way to go when they were in love.
He closed his eyes and waited.
However, after a long time, he did not feel any intimate behavior from Fu Chen. Instead, he lay down again and held him tightly in his arms, and ordered in a deep voice: "Sleep!"
"Wu..." Song Xingqi felt very sorry and whispered, "I clearly felt that you wanted it very much, why don't you want it?"
".......Aren't you ashamed to ask so bluntly?"
"I'm a little embarrassed," Song Xingqi admitted, so she hid in Fu Chen's arms like a quail, with only her ears exposed red and bleeding. "But I just want to know, Fourth Brother can't do it, and neither can you. Is this disease hereditary?"
“..........”
Fu Chen had a headache and yelled at him: "If you don't sleep, I'll sell you out."
Song Xingqi snorted: "You must be reluctant, I saw through it a long time ago."
"Are you still sleeping?"
"I'm asleep."
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