Bai Yueguang's Death Manual [Quick Pass]

Fu Chen opened the closet, "I'll find you a set of my pajamas, you go take a shower first."

He raised his arms, revealing a thin waist. Standing beside him, Rong Jinghe could still see the bulging arc of his abdominal muscles.

Very tempting.

He licked his lips, his eyes became darker and darker.

Fu Chen found out a set of loose pajamas for him, "I wore it once and washed it clean."

Rong Jinghe didn't care about this, he reached out to take it, and lightly rubbed Fu Chen's hand with his fingers.

Fu Chen was startled by the cold temperature of his fingers, and for a moment he couldn't care about the ambiguity of this action, so he hurriedly stuffed his clothes into Rong Jinghe's arms.

"Your hands are so cold, aren't they cold?"

Rong Jing and Wei Wei were taken aback, he could actually use some methods to make his body temperature the same as that of a normal person.It's just that he doesn't like it, and there's no need to waste his energy on such a trivial matter.

Fu Chen's heart was full of pity for him, and he felt sad when he thought about how long the boy had been sitting outside the door.

"Go take a shower."

Mingming Rong Jinghe is half a head taller than him, but he still treats each other as children.

Rong Jinghe listened to his words and went into the bathroom obediently.He turned on the shower, and the hot water sprayed down and hit him, but it couldn't warm his body.

He stretched out his hand, stared at his skin for a while, then clicked his tongue a little impatiently, and put it down silently.

Fu Chen heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and about 10 minutes later, Rong Jinghe walked out, his cheeks finally stained with blush.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu."

Fu Chen asked Rong Jinghe to sit down, and took a towel himself, "Your hair is too wet, wipe it off."

Rong Jing and obediently took it, and Fu Chen touched his hand secretly, the skin was warm and delicate.

He was satisfied, and the smile on his face became more obvious.

Rong Jinghe was also very satisfied, and Fu Chen trusted him a lot and didn't doubt him at all.

The two of them slept on the same bed, and Fu Chen specially took two quilts.

He was worried that Rong Jinghe would not be able to fall asleep, and wanted to accompany him first, but it didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

Rong Jinghe opened his eyes, in the dark, his eyes seemed to glow.

He turned his head to look at Fu Chen, who was sleeping soundly, breathing smoothly, and his chest rose and fell slightly.

Rong Jinghe half propped up his body and leaned over. He lightly pressed his fingers on the position of Fu Chen's heart, rising and falling with the other's breathing.

This is a fresh life and a proof of Fu Chen's health.

The corners of Rong Jing's lips hooked slightly, and her fingers slowly slid upwards, rubbing against Fu Chen's collarbone, and sticking to his carotid artery.

The skin under his hands is warm and delicate, and feels good to the touch, and the blood rolling under the skin is even more delicious and attractive.

Rong Jinghe withdrew his hand, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, he closed his eyes, with a satisfied expression on his face.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, with crazy colors in them.

He pushed Fu Chen's head away, revealing a slender neck, and then buried his face in it.

The sweet blood is on the lips, just a light bite can fill the entire mouth.

Rong Jinghe's eyes were bloodshot and turned extremely scarlet, and he slightly parted his lips, revealing his sharp teeth.

"Um…"

An indistinct murmur overflowed from Fu Chen's throat, as if his posture was uncomfortable, and his brows were also slightly frowned, but sleepiness pulled his consciousness and prevented him from waking up.

This person is very fragrant, but also very weak.

Rong Jing and holding Fu Chen's wrist always felt that it was too thin and unbearable.

Just get fatter and eat again.

Thinking of this, Rong Jinghe couldn't help but feel a little bit reluctant. He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked Fu Chen's neck. His mouth was filled with a scent, which temporarily relieved his desire.

I can't eat it, I can only lick it.

When Fu Chen fell asleep until the alarm clock rang, he twisted twice on the bed, turned off the alarm clock with one hand, and drooped the other hand, only to touch a part of his arm.

Fu Chen opened his eyes suddenly, he turned his head, and Rong Jinghe was looking at him.

Fu Chen quickly withdrew his hand, "I'm sorry, did I wake you up?"

"No, this is the time I get up."

"Oh, you have to go to school, right?"

Rong Jing and fell silent, he is still a student now, of course he has to go to school.

But it was used to fool Fu Chen.

Thinking of this, Rong Jinghe sighed in his heart, if he knew this would happen, he wouldn't wear that school uniform the day he first met Fu Chen.

Rong Yuhe thought this way in his heart, but there was no flaw on his face.

Fu Chen didn't doubt him, "I'll cook, do you have anything to eat?"

Rong Jinghe took a deep look at him, Fu Chen is what he wants to eat most now, but unfortunately he can't eat it.

"I can do anything, I'm not picky eaters."

Fu Chen smiled, "Then you are pretty easy to support."

He made a simple breakfast, Rong Jinghe looked at the porridge in front of him, and swallowed it without changing his expression.

After eating, Fu Chen went to work, Rong Jing and He went to school, and they parted at the bus stop.

Fu Chen got on one of the buses, but he didn't see it. Rong Jing, who was standing there, and his back staring at the bus, slowly disappeared in place.

It was strange that a living person disappeared, but no one around him saw it, as if he didn't exist at all.

Fu Chen clocked in to enter the company, and met a familiar colleague in the elevator.

"Brother Chen, why is it so early today?"

Fu Chen smiled, "There are children who want to go to school."

Zhao Liyang nodded. Standing behind Fu Chen, he was half a head taller than Fu Chen. Inadvertently, he found a red mark on the back of Fu Chen's neck.

The bright red color is printed on the fair skin, which looks abrupt and dazzling.

Zhao Liyang's face darkened, the marks were obviously sucked out by someone, and the suction was very hard.

He tentatively said, "Brother Chen, you have a girlfriend."

"No." Fu Chen looked at him suspiciously, "Why do you ask so suddenly?"

"It's nothing." If it's not a girlfriend, who is it?

The more Zhao Liyang thought about it, the more angry he became. He raised his arm, put it on Fu Chen's shoulder, and hugged it inside, pretending to be teasing.

"Brother Chen, are you lying to me? The back of your neck is so obvious."

Fu Chen struggled uncomfortably, what happened to the back of his neck?

Zhao Liyang was about to say something more when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm, as if being burned by someone.

He let go of his hand all of a sudden, covering his arms, with a painful expression on his face.

Fu Chen was taken aback, he still put one hand on his neck, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Liyang pulled open his sleeves and saw that there was nothing there, and the pain in his arm seemed to have disappeared, leaving only a trace of pain.

"No, nothing." Zhao Liyang suspected that he might have cramp, otherwise how else could he explain it? He couldn't say it was a ghost, right?

He put down his sleeves and adjusted the expression on his face, but the problem just now was left behind by the two of them.

Zhao Liyang didn't notice, the moment he put down his sleeves, a black and blue mark slowly appeared on his arm.

It came suddenly.

The author has something to say: Rong Jinghe: Don't touch my boyfriend :)