On the price to pay for changing the plot

After being caught staring, Fu Yiyuan turned his head uncomfortably, and his face was burning.

Fu Heng didn't hear the boy's answer, so he asked him again, "What time is it?"

"It's eleven o'clock in the evening, and you have slept for two days."

It's been two days, and he has slept for two days. No wonder he feels empty and uncomfortable. It turns out he is hungry. "Ask Mama Zhang to make something."

"Wait a minute," as soon as he reminded, Fu Yiyuan also remembered that he hadn't eaten for two days, turned around and went downstairs.

The room was brightly lit, and the night outside could not be seen clearly from inside. Fu Heng felt pain when he moved. He lay on the bed with his hands folded, his chin resting on his hands, his mind was full of thoughts, and he felt a little sad for a while.

He has traveled through several worlds in a row, but he has never killed a few people. In this world, he actually forced himself to kill so many people. It doesn't mean that his holy father has so many people's blood on his hands. Guilt and fear made him unable to adapt. To put it bluntly, he is not Fu Jiuye, he does not have Fu Jiuye's bloodthirsty bloodthirsty, even if he tries to play Fu Jiuye now, he still can't imitate his ruthlessness.

When Fu Yiyuan came in with noodles, he saw Fu Heng like this. He looked lonely, and his usual calmness and ruthlessness had completely dissipated. He couldn't tell what it was like to be like Uncle Jiu, but he didn't want to see him like this .

"Uncle Jiu, let's eat something."

Fu Heng twisted his body with great effort, but the knife in his back was hit too hard, as long as he moved, he felt a faint pain, but he is Fu Jiuye, how could he lose his dignity in front of the juniors, no matter how painful he was He couldn't cry out, but he forgot that although he was silent, the wound on his back was very delicate, and blood overflowed in an instant, and his shirt was printed in no time.

"Uncle Jiu, you'd better stop moving, the wound behind you is bleeding, let me feed you", the blood on the back spread out, Fu Yiyuan couldn't stand it anymore, and stopped him.

Fu Heng couldn't stand the pain, it was not easy for him to resist for so long, if he kept moving like this, blood might flow like a river, so he followed Fu Yiyuan's words and lay down again, "Then you go ahead. "

After drinking the water, the man's voice was low and hoarse, and Fu Yiyuan's ears were so soft that his heart was rippling like water. He didn't know that there is a saying that "every ear that sounds good is pregnant," or else he would be sure. I know that I am actually a voice control.

Fu Yiyuan picked up the noodles and brought them to the lightly parted diamond-shaped lips. The man was so hungry that he was about to hallucinate. As soon as the noodles were handed over, he couldn't wait to bite and swallow them, but the noodles didn't taste like Made by Zhang Ma, the noodles that Zhang Ma sits on are soft and chewy, but although the noodles are cooked, they don't seem very tasty.

"You made the noodles?"

"Mother Zhang has already rested, and I didn't wake her up." He put another chopstick of noodles into his mouth, with a flustered expression, "Is it not delicious?"

"No, it's okay," that is, to the extent that he can eat, but it's the first time a child cooks, so of course you can't hit him.

Fortunately, Uncle Jiu said that the noodles he made were good, but Uncle Jiu, who seldom praised others, would praise himself. Fu Yiyuan's heart was filled with honey, which was very sweet.

After filling his stomach, Fu Heng suddenly thought of a problem. He hasn't bathed for three days. As a clean freak, this is intolerable!

"Go back to sleep, you have to go to school tomorrow morning."

Fu Yiyuan looked at the wall clock on the wall, it was almost twelve o'clock, it was indeed not early, he nodded and walked out, the man behind him suddenly said, "If your Teacher Zhang asks about me, remember not to tell her that I was injured. "

As soon as Fu Yiyuan stopped, his good mood disappeared. Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang again, he wanted to question him, what's so good about Mr. Zhang?It's worth him treating her like this, but, he is only this man's nephew, he has no right to question him, and he has no right to forbid Uncle Jiu to be with that woman.

"……Um."

Seeing that he went out, Fu Heng waited and waited, the boy should go back, he relaxed, took a breath and sat up from the bed, damn it, it hurts!

He got out of bed in one go, and walked towards the bathroom at a terrific speed. It was really difficult for him to walk.

The back injury made his limbs not as flexible as before, and he didn't even dare to use too much force to close the door, but there was no one in the room, so don't worry too much.

Turning on the shower, hot water sprayed out, he couldn't wait to take off the shirt on his body, he didn't even care whether the wound would get wet or not.

"Uncle Jiu! What are you doing?!"

Fu Yiyuan just came over to take a look at it before going to bed. He didn't expect his uncle Jiu to take a bath. Didn't he know that he couldn't touch the water if he was injured?

Fu Heng's shirt was only half unbuttoned. Hearing Fu Yiyuan's voice, he turned off the shower that was still spraying water. He opened the door of the bathroom, and his brows were knit together. It was obvious that he was in a bad mood now. "Why don't you go to sleep and come here?"

He just walked out like this, originally very imposing, but his body was almost half wet, the shirt was white, once wet, the beautiful texture of the skin inside was unreserved It was leaked from the shirt, plus his front was opened wide, and his small collarbone was sleeping in the crook of his neck, silently exuding temptation.

Fu Yiyuan's nasal cavity was hot, he quickly covered his nose, turned his back, he glanced vacantly, but fortunately there was no nosebleed.

"What's the ghost calling in my room if you don't sleep at night?" The child was really baffled and fussed.

Fu Yiyuan faced him again, and said in a serious and stern voice, "Uncle Jiu, you can't take a bath if you're injured!"

"...I need your permission to do things?" Fu Heng has no sense of doing something wrong, isn't he hurt a little bit?What's so exciting?

"..."

Fu Yiyuan couldn't refute for a while, he knew Uncle Jiu's temperament, and he didn't like others to go against his will, but how could he treat his physical injuries normally?If the wound is infected and inflamed, it will be difficult.

"...I'll wash it for you! Uncle Jiu! I'll wipe it for you with hot water. Don't touch the water, okay?"

The young man looked at him with a pleading face, and Fu Heng felt guilty in his heart. He wanted to say no more, but how could he bear that? After thinking about it, he didn't think of a better way. After a struggle, he said with difficulty: "Okay..."

The young man who thought he would kick him out was obviously stunned when he heard this good word, and the shyness in his heart flashed, and he hurried into the bathroom to fetch hot water, "Uncle Nine, go lie down first." Come on, I'll be fine soon!"

Seeing that he was so attentive, Fu Heng couldn't say anything more, so he obediently returned to the bed and lay down.

After receiving the hot water, Fu Yiyuan quickly walked to the bedside. His ninth uncle looked at him with cold eyes, and the pressure was unusually great.

Under tremendous pressure, Fu Yiyuan stretched out his paws to rest on his half-open shirt, carefully unbuttoned the remaining buttons, then pulled up the collar and grabbed one of his arms to slowly pull it down, Just such an invisible movement still hurt Fu.

"lighter……"

This weak voice of accusation was not deterrent at all, but it was a bit similar to moaning/groaning. Fu Yiyuan's fingers trembled faster when he heard it, "Okay..."

After finally pulling off the one-inch shirt, Fu Yiyuan stretched out his trembling hand towards Fu Heng's belly, but was restrained by Fu Heng, "Just, just wipe your upper body..."

Fu Yiyuan withdrew his hand regretfully, took a hot towel and began to wipe the man's face little by little. He knew since he was a child that Uncle Jiu was very good-looking, better than all his uncles, and far better than women. Mountain eyebrows, straight and tall nose bridge, sexy and alluring lips, and ivory-colored skin, every part has a seductive color, tempting him to taste the honey.

As time passed, Fu Heng couldn't lift his spirits, and closed his eyes slightly, as if he would fall into a dream the next moment.

Fu Yiyuan's hands brushed over the man's strong skin one by one, feeling the good touch of the cool skin. When he touched the wound, Fu Yiyuan still couldn't help feeling distressed. The reason why Uncle Jiu was injured was because of him.

"Ah! You, don't touch there!" Nima!It hurts him to death!Doesn't this brat know that the injured place can't be touched?

But Fu Yiyuan didn't think of anything serious when he heard his cry. His heart was twitching, and he couldn't tell what it was like. The man screamed even weaker, and as soon as this thought came up, he became unbelievably excited, hurriedly wiped off Fu Heng's upper body, and ran back to the room as if to escape, "Uncle Jiu, okay, okay, you sleep Bar……"

"……"what's the situation?What is this guy in such a panic for?What did he do to him?

That night, Fu Yiyuan had his first sex dream in 16 years. What was even more absurd was that the object was his uncle Jiu. He was still ashamed, and of course there was something wonderful in his refusal to admit it.

Fu Heng's injury gradually healed, and he was finally able to take a good bath. These days, Zhang You also called a few times, but he was too seriously injured to go out at all, so he could only lie to her about himself I went on a business trip abroad, and now I'm done, I changed into casual clothes excitedly, and went to pick up Zhang You.

People say that a little farewell is better than a newlywed. Fu Heng missed Zhang You so much after not seeing him for so many days. After having dinner together that night, he went to the cinema to watch a movie.

There were mostly couples in the movie theater. Fu Heng and Zhang You chose a side seat. Halfway through the movie, the two were also a little emotional, and they kissed together logically. After a long time, their heads parted, and Fu Heng held her He asked in a low voice, "Are you going back at night?"

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Happy Lantern Festival to all the little angels! ! ! !Here is a short article for entertainment.

The dean of a certain department is a little old man with a low-key appearance and a high-profile personality. He likes to call classmate B to answer questions in class. Once, the dean expressed emotion in class, saying that the world is really different now. People in the past are more They value talent, but now some people talk about their appearance all the time. In his opinion, is it really important to be good-looking?When he said this, he looked at all the brothers and sisters present, including X, and then called classmate B pretending to be casual, "This classmate, come and answer the question raised by the teacher."

Classmate B of X hid the snack bag in the pocket of the table, stood up and said, "It's very important."

The head of the department was a little unhappy and asked him, "Tell me your point of view."

Classmate B: "Ugliness is the original sin."

Department Head: "..."

Seeing that he was silent, classmate B added another sentence: "It mainly affects the genes of the next generation."

Department Head: "..."

Some people who eat melons: "..."