When we were together in the past, the one who took the initiative was mostly Zhou Shike, but now it seems that he has not changed. The only thing that has changed is that Fu Simian finally began to know how to respond in the right way.

Zhou Shike's chin was pressing against Fu Simian's knee, and reached out to touch the scar that Fu Simian pressed under his chin, "Can it be eliminated?"

The position is actually not very obvious. Wearing a high-necked clothing can block a lot. After all, it is not on the front face, but it ends under the jaw connecting from behind the ear to the chin and the neck.

Fu Simien took his hand and held it in his hand, knocked on the document, "Sign it."

Zhou Shike: "..."

Zhou Shike stepped back and raised his eyebrows, "Are you afraid that I would kick you if I sign?"

"You try." Fu Simien's expression loosened slightly cramped eyes. He leaned back on the sofa and looked at Zhou Shike with his eyes down.

Zhou Shike narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you threatening me?"

Fu Simien's lips raised slightly, "What do you think?"

Zhou Shike was holding a pen, not knowing whether he should sign it.

It shouldn't be deceived. Zhou Shike only felt that Fu Simian was too brave.

He was still hesitating, and the back of his neck was held by a slightly cool hand. He pulled forward and Fu Simian's kiss was overturned. He only sucked Zhou Shike's lips gently and tried it on the outside. Even if he tried it casually, Zhou Shike still heard a sigh from Fu Simian's throat.

"A Ke, I'm really bad now," Fu Simien said to Zhou Shike's lips. Every time he said a word, he would intentionally or unintentionally rub against Zhou Shike's nose or lips. His eyes were undercurrents, "Don't regret it, I don't allow you to regret it."

Zhou Shike felt that he was covered by Fu Simian's scorching gaze and was about to burn.

"I won't break up in the future? Hum?" Now the insecure person has been replaced by Fu Simian. He wanted to hear Zhou Shike's affirmative answer, and he kept saying it.

Zhou Shike looked at Fu Simian's eyes and nodded slowly.

After a few seconds, Zhou Shike and Fu Simian slightly distanced a little and muttered: "No need."

Fu Simian was stunned for a moment, "What?"

Zhou Shike raised his eyes and bent the corners of his mouth, "No need." imitated Fu Simian's usual words and tone.

Fu Simien breathed, drooped her eyelids, and Zhou Shike was everywhere she saw, "Stop talking."

Fu Simian was having a fever and breathing very hotly. He said to Zhou Shike on WeChat that when he got so close, Zhou Shike could sense the heat coming from the other person.

"Have you taken the medicine?" Zhou Shike asked.

Fu Simian nodded, "It's much better than at the beginning."

"Then you go and sleep for a while." Zhou Shike pushed him.

Fu Simian didn't move.

Zhou Shike raised his eyes and said impatiently: "Go."

The room was silent, and the TV was turned off at some point. The room was warm like spring, colliding with the cold air outside the glass, and the glass turned into a blurry fog white.

Fu Simian held Zhou Shike's hand and refused to let go, "Will you leave?"

"It depends on the situation." Zhou Shike lay on the sofa and looked up at Fu Simian, "Don't do this, Fu Simian, it makes me feel very uncomfortable."

He said whatever he had. He used to be restricted because he was worried about his image in front of Fu Smien, and he didn't dare to say a lot of things straightforwardly. Now he gets along much more easily and naturally than before.

There is no need to disguise, Zhou Shike is Wednesday.

If he could say this, Fu Simian knew that he would not leave.

He reached out and rubbed Zhou Shike's hair, "I'll go to sleep for a while, take what I want to eat in the refrigerator, don't order takeout..."

Zhou Shike: "..."

After Fu Simian returned to the room, Zhou Shike turned his head and confirmed several times. After confirming that the other party was asleep, he began to move around the room.

He opened the refrigerator and found that he liked what he drank, but in recent years he actually had a lot of new things he liked. Fu Simian didn't know that the refrigerator was all the favorite Zhou Shike had when he was together.

Zhou Shike cursed something, and endured the sourness in his heart, and pushed it into the refrigerator door.

There is nothing to see in the whole house, after all, I don’t live here for a long time, but because the people below want to please Fu Simian, they even choose the styles that Fu Simian likes to buy.

Finally he wandered to Fu Simian's room.

The curtains are pulled up, the light-shading effect is very good, the room is extremely dim, and only the faint sky light penetrates through the gap that has not been pulled up.

There is a bookshelves in the room, and the books stored have not even been removed.

Zhou Shike looked at it and knew that it was the person below who flattered the horse's legs. Fu Simian didn't like to read literary works that had a thorough and pessimistic analysis of human nature.

Fu Simian is too lazy to listen to others say it again.

There was half a glass of water on the bedside table, which was already cold.

Zhou Shike thought about it, took it and poured it out in the kitchen, pressed the water purifier and boiled the hot water again.

He was not very good at taking care of others. He didn't learn to take care of others during the years he was with Fu Simian. He sat on the carpet beside Fu Simian's bed in a daze.

The sky outside gradually darkened, and Zhou Shike leaned against the edge of the bed and watched the movie boredly, and replied a lot of news in the middle.

[San'er, Song Annian and I have made up, come out and have a drink.]

[If I don't go, I'm busy.]

[Baby Ke Ke, can I bring the authority to your house for the New Year? Let my aunt make spicy shrimp for me!]

[good.]

[A Ke…]

Zhou Shike was too lazy to click on the rest of the messy dinner party.

Song Guiyan has not contacted Zhou Shike these days. The Chinese New Year is coming, and everyone is very busy.

The person on the bed woke up, got off the bed barefoot and gently hugged Zhou Shike.

"I thought I was dreaming." Fu Simien knelt in front of Zhou Shike on one knee, his voice hoarse, and his body was obviously not so hot.

"Are you hungry?"

Zhou Shike drew the temperature of Fu Simian's body and said in a muffled voice: "Do you know how many parties I have pushed out for you?"

Fu Simien had a smile in her eyes, soft and gentle, "I pushed it away for me?"

Zhou Shike didn't say anything. For the first time this month, he stayed at home from beginning to end and didn't go out. He yawned and was pinched by Fu Simien before his mouth was closed. His eyes widened and he stared at Fu Simien blankly.

The man's hair was messy and his pupils were pitch black. He stretched out his tongue and stuck out his mouth into Zhou Shike's mouth, licking his two rows of teeth, and the transparent water threads were pulled between the two when he retreated.

"You are going to be marinated in wine to taste." Fu Simian said in a hoarse voice.

Zhou Shike's ears were red.

He closed his mouth and licked the water on his lips, "I'll allow you to kiss me?"

Fu Simien leaned over and raised Zhou Shike's chin and thought for a while, "Then do you kiss me?"

Zhou Shike laughed and punched Fu Simien on the shoulder with a fist, "Get out."

Fu Simian looked at Zhou Shike, the young man smiled with bright eyes and white teeth, smiled without burden, and smiled freely. He thought he would be a pity for the years he had been separated, but at this moment he did not feel this way.

A Ke should be like this at this moment, and he shouldn't be as wronged as he used to be.

There is no most appropriate moment, now is their best time.

On New Year's Eve, Zhou Shike had to be at home. The two aunts were on vacation. The other aunt was having a New Year with Zhou Shike and the others because their daughters and son-in-law were both abroad and they would not come back this year.

The spicy prawns mentioned by Fang Ka, this aunt made the best.

But the aunt was too busy to do it alone, and even Zhou Shixuan was helping in the kitchen.

Zhou Shike sat next to the dining table and peeled garlic with Fang Ka, looking at his cell phone from time to time.

Fang Ka looked at him for a long time and knew that he had made up with Fu Simian, and his heart was filled with sourness, "Is Fu Simian?"

“臣儿.”

Fang Ka curled his lips, "I heard that he took his partner home to meet the parents. So, the Yang family does not allow homosexuality, and the Song family does not allow it. They are too mixed up. It's the Chinese New Year, are you going to send those two old guys to a walk?"

Zhou Shike held up a clove of garlic and peeled it carefully, and said in his mouth: "Hasn't Yang Xiao been back? I guess he won't be able to keep in charge."

"That's right," Fang Ka slapped his head, "What's the second brother really with Yang Xiao?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Shixun's howling from the kitchen sounded particularly...heartless. Zhou Shike thought for a while, "No, it's just that the quarrel took a little longer."

"I have not actually asked Ke Ke, you a question. I didn't have the chance before and was not suitable for asking, but now it's OK," Fang Ka put one hand on Zhou Shike's shoulder, looked at the words of the newspaper in the living room, and leaned in Zhou Shike's ear, and asked with a very low volume, "Fu Simian, is it big?"

“…”

While Fang Ka was waiting for the answer excitedly, Zhou Shike stuffed a clove of garlic into his mouth expressionlessly.

Fang Ka's face turned green, "Ke Ke, I don't like raw garlic!"

但周时轲越不回答,方卡就越感兴趣.

Zhou Shike squatted in the kitchen to watch them work, just to avoid Fang Ka. Although he was obedient, he rarely took such things to his mouth and often said them.

Fang Ka also squatted beside him, holding his cheek, "Tell me, be so curious, I know the righteous words, you know you, you know me, and I also know me. In order to treat everyone equally, I must know Fu Simian's."

周时轲戳着阿周狗头,“无聊.”

Fang Ka sighed, "The hospital has not been built yet, I have nothing to do."
To be continued...