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65, the 065th time is too grinding(1/2)

Chapter 65

That night, Fu Tong was not sleeping soundly and was dreaming intermittently all night. He sometimes dreamed of the clouds and cypress trees on Longxun Mountain, sometimes dreamed of the flowers and water beside Longmian Stream, sometimes dreamed of him and

Fu Qianyuan was building snowmen at the foot of the mountain, and after a while he dreamed that they were sitting shoulder to shoulder on the top of the mountain to watch the stars.

That was the warmest time between him and Fu Qianyuan. Both hearts and everything were warm and soft. Fu Tong stood in the dream and walked the best time of his life step by step again.

When he was exhausted, he found that he had not known when he had arrived on the top of the mountain. The green mountains were shady in the distance, and there was a little warm light hidden at the end of the sky. Then, the moment he looked up, the sky was suddenly shining, and the clouds were asleep

.

He woke up covered in warmth, and the wall clock hand stopped at 8:00, which happened to be his biological clock time.

Fu Tong looked around habitually. The bedroom door was closed and the curtains were pulled. The surroundings were very quiet. The light coming from behind the window was hazy.

Everything seems to be no different from usual, but I always feel that something is wrong.

for example……

How did he come back?

Where did the clothes on your body go?

Why is the corners of the mouth broken?

Why did the underwear fall under the bed and become wrinkled?

The person who just woke up was a little slow to react. He held the pillow and started to think about these questions in a daze. However, this confusion lasted for less than twenty seconds. The confused little puppy suddenly felt the warm touch next to him.

Sober up.

He turned around stiffly, and with the hazy morning light outside the window, he saw Fu Qianyuan next to him at a glance. The man was still asleep, with long and thick eyelashes, and the heat from his breathing sprinkled evenly on Fu Tong's arms, ambiguous and seductive.

Fu Tong's hand trembled unconsciously, stopped for a few seconds and felt that his reaction was really useless, so he rolled the quilt over fiercely: "Fu Qianyuan?!"

The person next to him opened his eyes in response. His deep eyes were decorated with blue spots of golden light, like the sea sparkling at sunrise, silent and deep, and there was no point in waking up from his sleep.

At this time, his eyes fell on Fu Tong. When he saw his baby covered in Xia Liang's body so that only his face and hands were exposed, the regret in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

Fu Tong looked expressionless: "Are you pretending to be asleep?"

Fu Qianyuan smiled, without denying or admitting, his eyes slowly stopped on Fu Tong's face, his voice hoarse and gentle: "Baby, good morning."

Good morning?

Good morning, what good morning?!

Fu Tong was almost laughed angrily by his calm look, "Why are you here again?"

"Um?"

The person questioned sat up a little, looking very innocent: "Last night you held my hand and refused to let me go and sleep with me, and then you took the initiative to distribute the quilt to me half. Have you forgotten?"

Fu Tong: "..."

I had no impression of it, but when the person in front of me made me suddenly come back to the cage.

How could you forget?

Although the amount of alcohol in Yazi's baby is not good, the wine tastes are average. He likes to make trouble and acts like to act spoiled when he is drunk. I don't know how many times he has been disliked by Wen Lang, but he also has an advantage in this regard, that is, no matter how heavy he is drunk,

, after waking up, memory is never missing.

And it is extremely clear.

Really...it's too pricey.

Fu Tong rubbed his eyebrows and decided to implement the principle of not being upright and strong that he learned from Taotie next door to the end: "I forgot, can't you do it?"

But no matter whether he was confident or not, the sloppy eyes had betrayed his guilt.

Fu Qianyuan raised his hand and touched his eyebrows without any concealment of the smile in his eyes: "It doesn't matter, if you forget, you will forget it, but, baby, you could do that last night...I'm very happy."

Mr. Yazi:???

Why does this sound so wrong?

Fu Tong narrowed his eyes and hooked his fingers, and the dark Qianyuan Knife suddenly appeared in his hand.

He put the knife across Fu Qianyuan's neck: "Believe it or not, I will use this knife to stab you through it now?"

The threatened person smiled: "Then its length may not be enough. Can I make another handful of it for you?"

Fu Tong: "..."

Hold.

If you can't compare with your face and can't get the knife out, there's really nothing you can do about it.

Fu Tong took a deep breath, resisted the urge to cut the man in front of him with a knife, and got out of the bed wrapped in a quilt, but just walked forward half a step, his legs became weak and he almost fell down again.

The reason why I didn't fall was that my hands suddenly came out from behind and hugged him steadily. Fu Tong also turned into a white velvet cub while leaning back due to inertia, and fell to him impartially.

In Fu Qianyuan's arms.

Fu Tong was stunned for a moment, then felt endless sleepiness sweeping over from his bones. Not to mention supporting his body, he was too lazy to move his tail.

He has never been the kind of person who will cause trouble for himself. If he feels uncomfortable, he will simply stop moving. Fu Qianyuan hugged him carefully and asked nervously: "What's wrong? Does it hurt if there is something?"

Fu Tong shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, it just doesn't have much strength and doesn't want to move."

This is a routine operation in the instinct cycle. All monsters will do this during this period of time. Fu Qianyuan felt a little relieved: "If you have any uncomfortable parts, you must tell me."

Fu Tong naturally remembered the bone-broken pain last night. He couldn't tell what it felt like. He said yes, the pain was really unbearable, and he couldn't say it, but if it weren't for it, he and Fu Qianyuan would definitely do it last night.

To the last step.

This is not a good thing.

Fu Tong can't be so close to Fu Qianyuan. Like Lu Chuan said, "It's okay to just be a bedmate who comes with a bag and just throw a hundred yuan after finishing it. It's okay to joke, but if it's done, it's going to be put into practice, no matter how you're going to do it."

He can't accept it physically or psychologically.

In short, it's quite cowardly.

Thinking of this, he nodded and formed himself into a group in Fu Qianyuan's arms.

Fu Qianyuan asked him up and said, "Then are you going to the Monster Bureau today? If you feel uncomfortable, just rest at home and I'll accompany you."

The last three words can be said to be very terrifying.

Fu Tong refused without thinking: "No need, go to the Monster Bureau, and the books in the library are waiting for me, and when I'm late, I'm planning to go to Rongshui Studio."

"Mercury Studio?"

"It was the studio you were staying in Longdu Mountain last time and when you woke up, the person who picked you up was Wen Rong, the eldest son of Wen Lang, and the Rongshui Studio was his."

Fu Qianyuan was silent for a moment, and seemed to have a lot to ask, but in the end he didn't say anything. He gently walked around the puppy with his fingers in his arms, and hugged him out of the bedroom.

Wash, eat, feed the dog, and go out to the monster bureau.

The weather is very good this day, the sun is clear and the breeze is gentle. When it blows over, it seems to feel a warm feeling of being touched by gentle touch.

Perhaps because there was a cub in his arms, Fu Qianyuan's speed slowed down a lot. While walking forward slowly, he looked at the scenery around him and the people coming and going.

Fu Tong really likes this Buddhist lazy and slow-paced feeling that he had been free for half a day. His tail shook slightly. Fu Qianyuan saw it and rubbed his little soft fur quietly on the tip of his tail.

Smiling.

The little baby didn't notice his ex-boyfriend's little movements at all, stretched out his claws and hugged his tail and put it down: "I met Chen Ze yesterday."

Fu Qianyuan nodded: "I know, after you fell asleep drunk, he called me to pick you up."

Fu Tongwei paused: "Do you often contact me?"

"fine."

"He looked for you as soon as I slept?"

"I said, you and Chen Ze wouldn't..."

"Um?"

The soft white velvet ball raised his head, and his amber eyes were full of doubts: "You and Chen Ze couldn't have joined forces in advance to trick me with dirty tricks."

In fact, this matter really has nothing to do with Fu Qianyuan. It was entirely because after Mr. Phoenix saw Fu Tong, he temporarily wanted to fuel this poor relationship.

But Yazi Zai didn't know this. Instead, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that these two dogs were cheating him, and his eyes became more and more unkind: "I didn't think so much at that time, I just thought he was too distressed and wanted to find a tree hole, but I

Now he suspects that he is deliberately pretending to be drunk and foolish, and his purpose is to get me wine. He will definitely be able to do this dirty routine."

Fu Qianyuan smiled helplessly, not knowing whether he should speak for Chen Ze for a moment. After all, his baby's words are correct from the facts. Chen Ze is a professional dirty routine in some aspects.

He could only remain silent.

Such silence fell into Fu Tong's eyes undoubtedly accusation. The little baby suddenly became angry and raised his tail fiercely and twitched Fu Qianyuan's face. After the slap, he wanted to slap the second time, his tail warmed up.

Fu Qianyuan held his big tail and kissed him with a smile on the hook on the tip of his tail.

simply,

Too, no, want, face, too.

Fu Tong looked at him in disbelief and unconsciously pulled his tail over again. Three seconds later, he naturally got another affectionate kiss.
To be continued...
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