Chapter 153

This was undoubtedly an extremely indulgent night.

After indulging, when you wake up, all you can feel is empty.

Yes, let go.

This is the only reaction that Fu Tong had in that moment when he woke up from the alarm clock and saw Fu Qianyuan sleeping next to him and his ambiguous traces.

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...How did things develop to this point?

Fu Tong was empty-headed, staring at the white wall in front of him for a few minutes, and gave himself an answer in his heart.

It must be because my ex-boyfriend is too damn, so I took advantage of the danger of being deceived by me.

He thought so, thinking that this was the correct answer, but the next second, the memory fragments were awakened. He saw himself lying on the bed, where he was now, pulling Fu Qianyuan's clothes down hard,

Be proactive, be more proactive.

It seems that Fu Qianyuan is the one who was deceived by others.

Fu Tong: "..."

No, impossible, not.

This must not be true.

He turned his head and glanced at Fu Qianyuan who was still asleep. For a moment, he was a little unpleasant.

Don’t ask, asking means regret, very regret, especially regret.

But what should I do now?

Fu Tong stared at the white wall in front of him, and then was stunned for a while, and then gave himself a decision after the answer.

——Let’s go away first.

It is the legendary thing that leaves after eating and pulls out the ruthless kind.

It’s a bit slack, but what do you want to do so much at this time?

After making a decision in my heart, all that is left is to put it into practice.

Fu Tong looked around and finally found his wrinkled pajamas on the carpet without buttons and were wrapped in wrinkled pajamas. He was usually disgusted with such clothes and would not even look at them, but at this time

He didn't care about that anymore, so he picked it up and put it on his body, quietly got out of bed, and walked towards the door.

One step, two steps... gradually arrived at the door.

Fu Tong held the door handle in his hand, and for some reason, he suddenly felt guilt and guilt in his heart.

It is probably the conflicting mentality of a person who is not scumbag after doing scumbag things.

Just left like this...it doesn't seem to be very good.

Fu Tong thought uncertainly and glanced at Fu Qianyuan. The latter was still asleep and knew nothing about Fu Tong's behavior.

In contrast, Fu Qianyuan seemed to be disappointed little, while Fu Tong was terrible and outrageously scumbag.

Too sinful.

Fu Tong was froze there, holding the door handle, unable to press down. He rubbed his eyebrows and thought about countermeasures in his mind. After thinking about this for a while, he gradually thought of what Tan Lin said before-

"If you can live a good life in your heart, you can go straight to it. It's so happy to get a free time. If you can't get a good life, you can give the money to your night. After the sex, you can leave the money directly. It's clear that the arrangement is not enough to have any burden on your heart. How great is it.

”

I have no burden on my heart, these words point out the topic.

Fu Tong decided to give Ye Duzi. It would be inappropriate to transfer money online at this time. If there is a prompt to wake Fu Qianyuan up, wouldn’t that scene be particularly awkward?

Thinking of this, Fu Tong decisively gave up the online, took out 500 yuan from the drawer and put it on Fu Qianyuan's pillow. After putting it on, he thought that his ex-boyfriend was so doggy, was it a bit too much for five hundred, so he took it back

Three hundred, and another fifty was put in.

Two hundred and five.

Very good, well deserved.

Fu Tong nodded with satisfaction, put the money back and closed the drawer, and walked to the door quietly again.

Without the guilt of a scumbag, he walked out calmly this time, and the door was closed gently behind him, and everything was silent.

Fu Tong was very satisfied with this result, but he didn't know that Fu Qianyuan opened his eyes the moment he went out, his eyes were very clear, not as if he had just woken up.

He actually didn't sleep all night, lying next to Fu Tong, outlining his eyebrows and eyes with his eyes, and kept seeing Dawn.

No matter how you look at it, you can't see enough.

It was not until Fu Tong was about to wake up from his sleep that he restrained his gaze, closed his eyes before Fu Tong looked over, pretending that he was still asleep.

First, I don’t want Fu Tong to be embarrassed.

Second, he was afraid that Fu Tong would be angry, and many times, he actually didn't know how to coax him.

But judging from Fu Tong's reaction just now... it doesn't seem bad. He is not angry, only helpless and shy.

Fu Qianyuan's eyes were relaxed, and he lowered his eyes slightly, and he saw the money placed beside the pillow by Fu Tong.

He picked them up, looked down at them, and for a while, he laughed silently.

So cute.

Exactly the same as before.

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On the other hand, after leaving the bedroom, Fu Tong returned to his home first, washed up and changed his clothes, and within a few minutes, he heard the ringtone of his cell phone ringing.

Caller ID - Wen Lang.

Fu Tong answered, listened to Wen Lang's voice sounding from the other side of the microphone, and asked him slightly irritably: "Where are you?"

Fu Tong didn't react at the moment: "What?"

"Didn't you agree to have an appointment to practice singing together today? I've been waiting for you in the studio for almost half an hour. Where are you?"

After saying that, Wen Lang paused for a moment and frowned: "You haven't gone out yet, are you?"

Fu Tong: "..."

This kind of thing that will make Xiao Taotie instantly furious naturally cannot be dealt with.

"Of course it's impossible. It's almost here. Just wait a few more minutes." Fu Tong went out and went downstairs, sticking the magical talisman on his body while teasing the cubs on the microphone. "Young people shouldn't always be so polite.

If you are anxious, relax a little bit, the world you see will be better.”

Wen Lang: Are you afraid you are not a fool?

He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calm: "Five minutes, if you haven't seen you in five minutes, I'll send you out of this beautiful world in every minute."

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Five minutes?

Fu Tong looked at the divine movement talisman on his body and felt it was very enough. He responded and continued to tease the baby. Then he hung up the phone before Wen Lang wanted to argue with someone and hurried to the studio.

Soon, I arrived at the studio.

Fu Tong walked into the last room, and the wall clock on the wall happened to be until eight o'clock.

Hearing the movement, Wen Lang turned around and looked at Fu Tong with a sneer: "Five minutes, every minute is not bad, but you are very accurate in blocking points."

"I think so." Fu Tong smiled calmly, lowered his eyes and glanced at the guitar that Wen Lang was holding, "You are so diligent, I'm not playing it myself?"

Who can blame this?

Wen Lang felt angry when he thought of this: "In less than five days, there are thirty songs. I think there is something wrong with your brain. It's just forgiving yourself, but it's ridiculous that I'll delay my relationship with Mr. Qin."

Fu Tong thought this cub was also outrageous: "It's great to have a relationship?"

Wen Lang nodded calmly: "It's really amazing, I don't think you understand it at all."

Fu Tong: "..."

Who said I don't understand?

From bed to bed, I know, but I don’t know how much more you have than you.

He thought so in his heart, but he couldn't tell Wen Lang, otherwise Wen Rong would say that he had brought bad cubs when he knew.

Finally, Fu Tong smiled and said, "There's nothing I can do. It's great. You can only stay here and be with me now."

Wen Lang's answer to him was a lyrics book that he threw it over with a disagreement.

Fu Tong caught it, and knew that the cub would be anxious if he had made trouble. He knew that he would restrain himself and stopped making trouble. He turned the lyrics in his hand onto the shelf in front of Wen Lang: "Come on, practice singing."

, Let's start with the first song "Island", there are thirty songs later. You must hold on."
To be continued...