two sons three fathers

Fu Yizheng looked at him and smiled while pulling the rice grains from his clothes, "How does it taste, does it suit your appetite?"

"It's delicious," Han Yu said as soon as he was full, he put down the bowl, taking the opportunity to order him, "I need some soup."

Fu Yixuan poured half a bowl of soup.Han Yu raised his head and took a gulp.

Fu Yixuan took the bowl and put it away.Han Yu burped in satisfaction.

"Honey," Fu Yizhang turned his back to him and was packing the dishes. Han Yu glanced up and down at his back and thought, "Can you see me?"

Fu Yizheng slowly turned around and looked at him without answering.

Han Yu tugged at his neckline and asked, "What color is this?"

Fu Yizhen frowned, and replied, "A darker color."

Han Yu clasped his hands and continued to stare at him, "Blue."

Han Yu pointed to the white rose in the vase beside the table, "What color is that?"

Fu Yizheng immediately said: "White."

Han Yu: "..."

It's a bit stupid, someone bought it, don't you know?

No more nonsense.Han Yu said directly, "How long are you going to hide from me?"

Fu Yizhen climbed onto the bed and hugged him from behind.

The two sat on the bed with their chests against their backs.

"I didn't hide it from you," Fu Yizhang hugged his shoulders, pushed his back and shook slightly, and said coquettishly, "Got it?"

Han Yu cast a sideways glance, "What do you mean, your acting skills are too bad."

Fu Yizhen knocked his head on his shoulder, and said slowly: "I can't distinguish the colors. However, there are still some other problems. My eyesight has deteriorated, and I can see the outline clearly. If the light is a little darker, I can't see clearly."

Han Yu: "..." So serious.

Han Yu turned around and looked into his black pupils, "Then can you see me now?"

Fu Yizhen tilted his head, moved his face closer, stared at the small mouth that opened and closed, and touched the pad of his index finger, it was warm.

"This is the mouth," he tapped the tip of his nose again, "This is the nose," he raised his gaze again, and described Han Yu's eyebrows, "This is the eyebrow."

Han Yu was puzzled: "Can you see it?"

This distance is no problem at all, Fu Yizheng smiled and said, "It's vaguely discernible."

Also pull some literary words.

Han Yu withdrew from Fu Yizheng's arms, sat cross-legged facing him, and looked at him without blinking, "Why are you so bad?"

Fu Yizhen didn't know, so he didn't know what was wrong with him.Just didn't tell him about his eyes?This shouldn't be too bad.

"Do I have it?" Fu Yizheng asked with a chuckle.

"You have," Han Yu said without hesitation, "It's really bad."

Fu Yizheng laughed again, nodded and admitted, "Yes, I'm bad, I'm the worst."

That laughing Yanyan's appearance was a bit playful and seductive, and he knew it was on purpose.

Han Yu grabbed the tip of his nose, twisted it slightly from side to side, and said, "The eyes are not good, and the mouth is not honest. I slap you now, but you didn't break it."

Fu Yizheng's smile paused, his eyes dropped and fell on his hands.

Han Yu suddenly became unconscious. Seeing him staring at the gauze exposed on his wrist, he quickly pulled down his sleeve to cover it tightly.

Han Yu's gray pupils rolled around in his eye sockets, he covered his wrists, and said falteringly, "This, something happened."

He suddenly remembered the man who had tied him up, so he quickly stretched out his hands and said, "Give me your phone."

"What are you doing?" Fu Yizhang pressed his eyes and said, "Where's your phone?"

If you want to call the police in Korean, you can't speak it to Fu Yixuan.

"Why don't you talk?" Fu Yizheng focused his pupils, stared shrewdly at his face, and said, "You don't want to tell me?"

That attitude, as if Fu Yizheng would ignore him if he didn't make it clear.

Han Yu let out an "oops" and retracted his fingertips, "I'm useful, so give me your phone quickly, and someone will tell you later."

Only then did Fu Yixuan take out Han Yu's own mobile phone and give it to him.

Han Yu took it over without even thinking about it. Just as he turned on the phone, his finger was about to touch it, when it suddenly stopped... This black phone looked familiar, similar to Fu Yizhang's, but a little different.

For example, its supposedly right-angled four corners become half-rounded.

Han Yu looked at his phone, then at Fu Yizheng, and then said in surprise, "My phone!"

Fu Yizheng glanced at him lightly, and said, "The eyes are pretty good."

"How did you get it?" Han Yu said without thinking, "I almost thought I was a prodigal again."

Now, Fu Yizheng didn't answer.

Han Yu raised his eyes carefully, and then realized that Fu Yizhen seemed to know.

"Hey, that's not right..." Han Yu said with some embarrassment, "You know everything?"

"What do you think?" Fu Yizheng's tone was a little unhappy, and he asked him, "I still plan to hide it, can it be hidden?"

Han Yu laughed dryly, afraid that he would get angry, grabbed his hand, and said with a smile, "This... I'm not afraid of you worrying."

"In this way, I won't worry." Fu Yizheng sighed angrily and amusingly, raised his hand to pinch his earlobe, and blamed himself: "It's my fault that made you suffer."

Han Yu's ears were itchy.

Fu Yizhen took his hand again, slipped his fingertips through the gauze, lowered his head and said, "It hurts, it's all my fault."

If he hadn't returned home and treated Ji Sining calmly, wouldn't these things have happened.

Han Yu didn't understand what he heard, so he took the initiative to say: "It's my fault, by the way, how did you get my mobile phone, did you call the police?"

Fu Yizhen shook his head, thinking, "No, you don't know who it is?"

What does he know?

"I didn't even see my face clearly, I'm so tall," Han Yu wanted to tell him what to do, and returned to the topic, saying, "It's the same if I didn't report it now."

Fu Yizhen raised his eyes, and said after deliberation: "Brother Yu, I..."

Hearing what he said, Han Yu felt something was wrong.

Looking at Fu Yizheng, Han Yu asked suspiciously, "Why do I sound like you know it?"

Fu Yizheng frowned, avoiding his eyes.

Han Yu's heart skipped a beat.

Just now he had a faint feeling that something was wrong, but now looking at Fu Yizheng's attitude, it seems that he guessed very well.

With an idea in mind, Han Yu pulled out his hand and looked at the person in front of him without saying a word.

After a while, he said calmly and calmly, "Go down and sit first."

Fu Yizheng got out of bed and sat on the chair beside the bed.

Han Yu leaned on the pillow, looked up at the bright overhead light, and said, "If I don't ask, will you tell me?"

"Yes," Fu Yizheng said forcefully, leaning over, and took his hand again, "I will say."

Han Yu sighed softly and said, "What are you going to do with him?"

He never expected that Ji Sining did it, so cruel enough.

Fu Yizhen rubbed the back of his hand, "I'll listen to you, you just decide."

Han Yu looked sideways, "Aren't you afraid that I will sue him?"

Fu Yixuan shook his head.

Han Yu snorted, "Your good brother is really surprising."

"Brother Yu," knowing that he was angry, Fu Yizheng immediately stated, "I didn't try to cover him up, it's all up to you."

He came to deal with it, how to deal with it?Really send him to prison and let him stay there for a few years.

Isn't Fu Yizheng his brother, isn't Fu Yitang his own uncle?

He's an outsider, they'll agree!

"Go out," Han Yu thought about his breathing, pulled his hand back, lay down and turned his back to him, "I want to be quiet."

"Brother Yu?" Fu Yizheng looked at his back.

Han Yu said in a muffled voice: "I'll be quiet for a while, my mind is a little confused, you go out."

Fu Yizheng got up, walked out step by step, turned his head three times, closed the door gently, and sat on the chair outside the door.

He hung his head, his eyes didn't know where to look, and his heart was in a mess.

After a while, in the ward, Han Yu called him again, "Come in."

Unable to hear the emotion in the voice, Fu Yizheng's heart tightened. He slowly got up, opened the door and took a look, walked over, and stood by the bed.

Han Yu sat up and reached out to him.Fu Yizheng sat down holding his hand.

Han Yudan said, "What do you want me to do?"

Fu Yizheng said: "Whatever you do with it is what he deserves, and no one can interfere."

When I saw him talking, his expression didn't change a bit, why was he so cold?

"Okay, you lock him in, I don't want to see him." Han Yu said bluntly: "Let him also suffer from my sins these days, and I can forgive him."

Fu Yizheng squeezed his hand and muttered softly, "It's locked."

"What did you say?" Han Yu saw his mouth move.

Fu Yizhen raised his head, his eyes were misty, Han Yu thought, this is sad.

"I will ask him to get back all the crimes you have suffered." Fu Yizheng said as if promising.

The corners of Han Yu's tightly pursed lips relaxed.

He put his hand on Fu Yizheng's head, rubbed it affectionately, and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have vented my anger on you just now."

Fu Yizheng pulled his hand down and rubbed it against his face, "It's my fault, it's my fault for not protecting you well."

Han Yu pinched the tip of his chin and said domineeringly, "I need your protection?"

Fu Yixuan shook his head.

Still so good at looking at his face.

Han Yu moved over a little to make room, "Come on."

Fu Yizheng climbed up as he said.

Han Yu let him lean in front of him, hugged him from behind, leaned on his shoulder, and played games with his mobile phone.

There is a long-lost smell in his breath, and Fu Yizhang can make him feel a sense of belonging and peace of mind.

Fu Yizheng put his arms around his lower back, leaned his head together, and looked down at him playing.

After staying quietly for a while, the irritability in Han Yu's heart subsided, his hands hurt, he stopped playing soon, put his phone by his side, and chatted with Fu Yizheng.

Han Yu asked, "Does your mother know?"

Fu Yizheng said directly: "Yes, he will listen to you."

How do you know what he's going to ask.

Han Yu was about to say something, but just as he opened his mouth to let out your breath, Fu Yizheng said first, "My dad won't care."

Han Yu: "..." Then why ask?

Fu Yizheng turned around, faced him, cupped his face, hugged him into his arms, patted his back and said, "Don't think about it, do you want to sleep?"

Been sleeping all day and can't sleep now.

Han Yu said: "I can't sleep, I slept too much."

Fu Yizheng looked down at him, "Then what do you want to do?"

The weight of Han Yu's head was on Fu Yizheng's shoulders, and he muttered, "I don't want to do anything."

"Then let me kiss you, okay?" Fu Yizheng asked.

Han Yu raised his chin, pouted, and muttered, "Come on~"

Fu Yixuan lowered his eyes, sucked his pouty lips into his mouth, let go for a second, then sucked it into his mouth again, and licked it carefully.

Han Yu closed his eyes slightly, took the initiative to bite the tip of Fu Yizhen's protruding tongue, sucked it out of his mouth, and ate it into his own.

In just a moment, the tender kiss turned into a rough bite.

The clothes on Han Yu's body were messed up by Fu Yizhang's hands, and his waist and back were pinched several times.

Han Yu's ears felt hot, and he panted lightly, "Yi~"

"Huh? Missed me?" Fu Yizheng laughed softly.

Han Yu immediately heard the meaning, his waist was hurt by his pinch, and he pulled his hand away, "I miss you, but that's why I miss you?"

"You miss me, you miss me everywhere." Fu Yizhang pressed his knee with one hand.

Han Yu was pressed on the bed and stared up at him, "This place is full of people... just want to kiss, I don't want to do anything."

Fu Yizheng's jaw was stuck, and he turned his face away, "Isn't it okay? Nothing is impossible."

"Oh, let me get you off." Han Yu was reluctant and reached out to push him away.

"Is the light on? Shall I turn off the light?" Fu Yizheng turned to other things, "It will take a while to feel my caress."

Han Yu: "...what the hell caress?"