But Fu Tong was reluctant to throw it away.

Fu Tong opened his eyes: "Just because I had it and the Qiongqi, the next mountain, had never lost the fight, so I wanted to keep it. Is there any problem?"

"No." Fu Qianyuan looked at him, his eyes full of indulgence that was about to overflow, "But I'm very happy, baby."

Fu Tong pulled the corner of his mouth.

Then I heard the person in front of me speak: "And that's right, where should I go tonight?"

Fu Tong paused and almost thought he had heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

"Go to my place." Fu Qianyuan repeated, and then before Fu Tong closed the door, he spoke again, "Can you still live in your house?"

Fu Tong's hand that closed the door stopped.

It's true that I can't live anymore.

Let alone the glass slag and air-leaked windows, just talking about the black sand left after the disappearance of the Six Desires is so smelly that people don’t even want to go in.

Fu Tong looked back and looked: "When you turn left five hundred meters outside, there will be a hotel."

"But you can't live there with that box." Fu Qianyuan said, "and it's going to dawn in more than four hours. Baby, let's go back with me first."

Fu Tong didn't say anything.

Fu Qianyuan's eyes eased, and without making a sound, he went forward and grabbed Fu Tong's hand. The empty hand hooked back, and the ghost wooden box on the coffee table swayed and instantly came to his hand.

Ten seconds later.

Fu Tong stood in the entrance of Fu Qianyuan's house and could not accept this reality for a moment.

Fu Qianyuan didn't think there was anything wrong with his robber behavior, so he smiled slowly at Fu Tong: "I have never cleaned up my guest room, it's all gray. You can sleep in the bedroom tonight."

Fu Tong didn't respond, put his hand on the door handle and twisted it twice. Not only did he not unscrew it, but he also found that the surroundings were surrounded by barriers. Unless Fu Qianyuan was willing, no one could get out.

Fu Tong turned around and frowned and looked at Fu Qianyuan.

Fu Qianyuan met his eyes: "Baby, I have no other meaning. If you sleep in the bedroom at night, I won't go in and disturb you. You... don't be so careful about me."

Fu Tong didn't want to hear him say this: "The barrier, will it be evacuated?"

But Fu Qianyuan seemed to have not heard it. He slowly took a pair of slippers from the shoe rack with his hands hanging down, and half-squatted beside Fu Tong, with his eyebrows slightly hanging, and the answer was obvious.

The two suddenly fell into a stalemate.

After a long time, Fu Tongxian couldn't stand such an atmosphere. His eyes fell on Fu Qianyuan and gritted his teeth and spoke.
Chapter completed!