chatter [entertainment]

Fu Yang leaned over and played a card for him, grabbed his hair again, turned around and lay down on the bed next to him.

The crisp and clear voice made him suspect that the sentence he heard just now was a hallucination he had been thinking about for a long time.

"Good boy, it's your turn." Cen Qingqing said.

Xie Er came back to his senses, touched a piece of [-] yuan, and then threw it out.

Cen Qingqing was about to give out [-] yuan, took a meaningful look at Xie Er, and exchanged Zhang Jiutiao.

The sound of mahjong hitting the table woke up Xie Er, and he lowered his head as if remembering, staring at himself with a piece of [-], a piece of [-], and at the [-] he just threw out, falling into deep thought.

Tian Lingling looked around between Xie Er and Cen Qingqing, amazed.After swaying the [-] that Peng Wei threw out, and picking up the [-], after buckling it and putting it away, she glanced at her son resentfully.

"Little bastard, Yang Yang is gone, I think you are doomed.

"Ah?" Shell touched his own card, there was nothing to adjust. He had already reached the final stage, but he missed the [-] card, and he himself guessed that he would not be able to win.

Tian Lingling didn't say anything else, she flicked a fortune from her tail.

"It's over!" Qiao Yufan said pleasantly.

Pan Yue: "It's really reconciled!"

Peng Bo: "Yes!"

Shell absentmindedly played two more rounds, each worse than the last.

"Okay, I won't play anymore. I can't compare to you young people, I can't sit still." Cen Qingqing pushed the cards one last time, raised his hand and hit his lower back.

Tian Lingling also threw down the card and said, "I can't do it either, why don't we go for a massage."

"Hey." Cen Qingqing's eyes lit up.

"Why don't we go too!" Pan Yue looked at Shell, a little ready to move.

Tian Lingling raised her eyebrows, "What kind of massage do young people have? Go back to the house and sleep. We will have barbecue in the evening."

The Tian family's arrogance is undoubtedly revealed.

Pan Yue was wilted.

Tian Lingling told Cen Qingqing to leave immediately, and Qiao Yufan and Peng Wei also returned to the room with a listless Pan Yue.In an instant, he was the only one left in the bustling room.

There is also a good baby who is sleeping.

Shell couldn't help laughing, picked up the dropped cards and put them on the table, and walked to the bed.

Wu Fuyang was lying in his clothes, without a quilt.The temperature in the room is not low, but it may be cold to sleep.Shell half-kneeled beside him, reached out and pulled off the quilt, trying to pull the quilt out from under his body.As soon as he moved, Wu Fuyang opened his eyes.

Wu Fuyang half-opened his eyes, stunned for a while and didn't hear anyone else's voice in the room, and asked in a low voice in a daze, "Aren't you going to play?"

"Well, they're all gone." Seeing him open his eyes, Shell moved a little more.

He pushed Wu Fuyang a little, and pulled out the quilt with all his strength.Wu Fuyang was still a little dazed, and when the quilt covered him, he regained his drowsiness.

Shell covered him with a quilt and lay beside him.

He first sent the photo of Qiao Yufan and the three of them to Wu Fuyang, and then clicked on his own Weibo account.He hasn't painted for a long time, and there are many private messages on Weibo, and there are not a few people who ask for drafts.

Schell didn't click on it. He can't draw now. He didn't bring a tablet with him because he was afraid of being exposed at the airport.He doesn't dare to communicate with Wu Fuyang's fans now, for fear that he might accidentally get acquainted.

But even if he doesn't paint often or reply to private messages, the number of fans on his account is still increasing.

Seeing the 10,000+ fans, Schell was a little worried.

The person next to him suddenly turned over, and Shell turned his head to take a look, but was hugged by the waist in the next second.

Wu Fuyang slept deeply, with his forehead resting against his ears, his arms around his waist, and one leg still pressed against his calf.

Xie Er didn't dare to move, and didn't see any other movement from him for a while, so he hooked the corners of his mouth.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that Wu Fuyang suddenly seemed a little clingy.

Switching back to the tuba, Shell turned off the phone.

04:30, I can still sleep for a while.

This time, Shell fell into a deep sleep, opened his eyes, and the room was dark.

Only outside the balcony, the floor lamp next to the hot spring was on.

Xie Er didn't move, and the breath in the shoulder socket woke him up almost instantly.

Wu Fuyang was still sleeping, his posture was almost the same as when he fell asleep, almost unchanged.Shel moved her leg a little and felt a tingling sensation.

He smiled silently, resisting the numbness in his legs, thinking that if he was born in ancient times, he must be a foolish king who wanted beauties over country.

Wu Fuyang opened his eyes, he was taken aback by the warm touch in his arms, and it took him a while to realize that he might have hugged Sher while he was asleep.

He gently retracted the legs that were pressing on Shell, and slowly raised his arms.

"woke up?"

Shell spoke suddenly, with a little sleepiness in his voice.

Wu Fuyang's arm moved for a while, then put it back, moved it a little, and changed to a comfortable position.

It took a long time before he hummed.

Shell laughed, is this a broken pot?

He raised his hand and patted him, "You've crushed brother's leg to numbness."

"where?"

Wu Fuyang's body didn't move. Hearing this, the hand on his waist slid down and gently pinched his thigh.

"hiss……"

Shell didn't guard against his sudden move, and he shrank a bit from the numbness.

"It's really numb." Wu Fuyang was startled, he threw up the quilt and sat up, and turned on the bedside lamp.

Shell couldn't laugh or cry, if this was put aside beforehand, it would be really hard not to fight.

"Do you really want to fight with me?" He curled his lips and smiled helplessly.

Wu Fuyang sat on his knees beside him, reaching out to touch his leg, but afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, he frowned and said in a low voice, "I was wrong, I won't fight."

Shell was slightly taken aback.

Do not fight?

I don't want to fight because I like it.

What about him?

It may be that Wu Fuyang's vague clinginess recently made him feel that this piece of wood might be about to germinate. Xie Er struggled for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it back.

He asked, "Why didn't you fight me?"

Chapter 20

Why didn't you fight him?

Wu Fuyang was silent for a long time.

"Just you little hot chicken, I'm afraid I'll break you."

Wu Fuyang lowered his head, and after finishing speaking, he lightly pressed Xie Er's thigh with his fingers.

There was another numbness. Sher wanted to hold his leg, but when he moved it, he felt a sharp numbness. He could only lie paralyzed, gnashing his teeth fiercely: "Just wait, there must be a fight in a while!"

Wu Fuyang chuckled, and said in a low voice: "Such a good brother, what should I do if I die."

In the bone-piercing numbness, Xie Er vaguely heard Wu Fuyang smile, saying that there was nothing left.

When he slowed down, he stretched out his hand to pat Wu Fuyang's leg, and asked wearily, "What did you just say?"

Wu Fuyang patted his hand away and said, "It's okay."

Xie Er frowned, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice, "Come here and let brother beat you up."

Wu Fuyang brushed his hair back, and stared at Xie Er with his dark eyes, which made Xie Er tremble with fear.Just when he was about to say forget it, Wu Fuyang leaned over with his arms propped up, and said softly, "Let's fight."

Xie Er was still lying on the bed, Wu Fuyang could only lean over with his upper body when he came over, the posture of lying down and sitting suddenly changed, Wu Fuyang leaned over him.

Schell distractedly estimated that the distance between their two heads is less than [-] centimeters.

too close.

I don't know if Wu Fuyang can hear his violent heartbeat.

"Yangzi! Come out to eat!"

"Are you still sleeping?"

The noisy noise outside interrupted Xie Er's thoughts.He chuckled, imitating Wu Fuyang's usual way of knocking him, and raised his hand to tap Wu Fuyang's forehead lightly with his fingers.

"Let's go, let's eat."

Seven people gathered together in Qiao Yufan's suite, and their hot spring terrace was much larger than ordinary rooms.The side space is big enough for them to have a small party, let alone just have a barbecue.

The grill is ready, and the ingredients are being delivered here bit by bit.

The three of Qiao Yufan gathered together to play games like quails, huddled on the balcony floor, howling from time to time.

Xie Er was afraid of the cold, so he wore a down jacket and followed Ms. Tian Lingling, listening to her orders.

Wu Fuyang stood in front of the barbecue grill, the charcoal fire was already burning, he was only wearing a bathrobe, and he was holding a few skewers of fish in his hand.Shell leaned over, holding a bunch of skewered food like a bouquet of flowers.

"For you, my princess."

Wu Fuyang dodged for a while, held his wrist, and pushed him away with a handful of "flowers" that could blind his eyes.

"No, do you want to poke me blind, or do you want to ruin my beauty?"

Shell laughed happily, and pulled out a bunch of mutton from the handful.

"Here, a rose for you."

Wu Fuyang smiled softly, his eyes shining with fire were full of tenderness.He reached out to take the string of mutton, leaned forward slightly, and lowered his voice, with an indescribable charm.

"The princess accepts."

After finishing speaking, he changed hands and put "Rose" on the grill, and the hot flames sprang up, scorched the edge, and brought up bursts of white smoke.

A childish joke suddenly turned sour.

Xie Er was taken aback, and said vaguely, "You... your acting skills are quite good."

"This princess was not born at the right time. If she had treated people naively, she might have turned into green smoke and scattered into the mountains and forests." Wu Fuyang curled his lips, eyes half down, and a line of drooping eyelashes at the end of his eyes. Lines, like moving butterfly wings, incite people's hearts.

Shell stared at him blankly, not knowing how to react for a while.

This fucking acting is too good, so good that he wants to rush up to hug him and coax him.

"Good boy! Come get some food." Cen Qingqing shouted from the clear water pool next to the balcony.

"Oh, here we come."

Shell responded subconsciously, and felt that there was no reaction at all after replying, so he just left, which was not appropriate.

He stopped and looked at Wu