Daoist always thinks I'm scumbag for him

The chirping of cicadas in summer sounds hot and dry, and the ducks on the Riyue Lake of the University of Technology hid in the reeds. Occasionally, the wind blows, but it is still a heat wave, which can only make the forehead sweat more.

In the self-study room, the headmaster put down his pen irritably. He tilted his head and poked Fu Yunhen who was sitting upright, "God, aren't you hot? I'm going to die of heat here."

The self-study room has air-conditioning, but now it is exam week, the classrooms are full, and the air-conditioning is not effective at all. He fanned the books, and the pages rattled.

Fu Yunhen's fingers were still on the book, and there were fine beads of sweat on the sharp browbones. He wiped them off with a tissue, "Be patient, the exam will be over soon."

The last game is scheduled for tomorrow morning, and you can go home after it is over.

The head of the house sighed, "He's meowing at high numbers again, I'm really going to die this time."

He moaned and sighed there for a long time, and it was noon. The two of them went to the school cafeteria to have lunch together, and the dormitory head went back to the dormitory to rest. Fu Yunhen suddenly received a call.

He had a calm expression on his face, hung up the phone after saying a few words, and said to the head of the house, "I have something to do, I won't be going back to the dormitory at noon, you go back first."

The head of the house nodded, "Then I'll go first, be careful not to suffer from heat stroke."

Cafe.

There was no expression on Fu Yunhen's face, even though the two men in front of him put the document in front of him, which said blood relationship in the paternity test, he said calmly, "I'm not interested in going back, let alone going to Country F."

One of the two men sitting across from him was a foreigner, with sunken eye sockets and a high nose bridge. His red hair attracted a lot of attention from him, and he spoke fluent Chinese, "Mr. Fu, I don't think you understand me. It means that Mr. F can provide you with a good life in country F, he is very guilty of you and wants to make it up to you."

Fu Yunhen raised his eyelids, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, "I don't need his compensation."

His demeanor is indifferent and arrogant, and he doesn't like oil or salt.

The foreigner didn't know what to say for a while, he glanced at the person sitting next to him in embarrassment, "Mr. Hezhou, what do you think?"

The man sitting beside him kept rubbing the ring on his left hand. Compared with the red-haired man, he looked too leisurely, with his slender legs crossed together. He Zhou said lazily, "If you don't want to accept it, then don't want to accept it. Come back It's up to you if you don't go back."

The red-haired man was shocked, "This...isn't right."

He originally wanted Hezhou to persuade him, but who would have thought that this is a master who can watch the excitement without taking too much trouble.

He Zhou looked indifferent, glanced at Fu Yunhen and returned to the red-haired man, and said casually, "He's not my child, and his legs are on him, so maybe I'll tie him back."

He Zhou looked at the arrogant young man in front of him, "I'll leave the number to you, if you need anything or change your mind in the future, just call me."

The day passed quickly, and after the high school in the morning, people had already pulled their suitcases out of the school gate one after another. Fu Yunchen didn't need to go home now, and only after packing up his things in the dormitory did he call for someone to pick him up.

Qingyuan returned home in the afternoon as usual, Fu Yunhen was at home wearing a shirt dangling in front of him, two buttons on the collar were unbuttoned, revealing a sexy collarbone, the clothes were a bit loose, and he was thin, only a little bit of strength could be vaguely seen Thin and flexible waist.

Qingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and stretched out his arms to hug the person who threw himself into his arms, "Have you finished the exam?"

Two weeks ago, Fu Yunhen said that he was going to prepare for the final exam, so he didn't live at home. The house was deserted for half a month, and only now did he become popular when he came back today.

Fu Yunhen hugged him vigorously. He was as tall as Qingyuan's eyebrows. He blinked and looked at him from the bottom up, and said slowly, "The exam is over."

Lowering his eyes, he stretched out his tongue and gently licked and bit Qingyuan's protruding Adam's apple. The hot air he exhaled sprinkled on Qingyuan's neck, his fingers clutched the neckline, and the words he spit out were like crushed petals, sticky With a beautiful smile, "I... miss you so much."

The cool and pale fingertips slowly moved to the tie, and the black tie was wrapped around the fingers, with a somewhat inexplicable meaning, "Don't you miss me?"

Although it's quite thoughtful, but it's not to the extent that you can't even change your shoes by cuddling at the entrance.

Qingyuan pushed the person in his arms away with some strength, changed a pair of shoes and took off the outer clothes, "I miss you, I miss you so much."

Fu Yunhen looked like a cat that had been patted down, with a happy expression, but his eyes were a little dull. He looked at the man, with broad shoulders and long legs, and a smooth figure, buttoned all the way to the top one. His face was handsome and elegant, There is an air of asceticism about him.

Seeing that the originally flat shirt was wrinkled by him just now, and there were teeth marks on his neck that he had just nibbled just now, he slowly twirled between his fingers, his eyes were dark, and he wanted to... Unbutton him to let the Another expression appeared on Zhang's face.

Looking up again, it looked harmless again.

Seeing his Taoist couple looking at him innocently, Qingyuan naturally took the suit from his arm, "I've prepared dinner, come and eat some."

After dinner, Qingyuan sat on the sofa and watched TV. The sky outside became dark, only the bright light from the neon lights illuminated the quiet night, and the mottled tree shadows in the courtyard were dragged very long.

Fu Yunhen was in the bathroom, his voice was unreal through the sound of water, "Qingyuan, can you help me?"

help?How to help?

Why do you need help taking a shower?

Although he was puzzled, he still walked to the bathroom door and found that the door was not locked. When he was hesitating whether to go in, Fu Yunchen's hoarse voice was a little eager, "Come in quickly."

Qingyuan was afraid that he would slip into the bathtub, so he strode into the bathroom. The person in the floor-mounted bathtub had clear and fair cheeks a little flushed. He was soaking in the water, revealing his sexy collarbone, and his thin lips were as red as Rose petals were crushed and applied to his lips, his beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, as if enduring some kind of pain.

Qingyuan's heart tightened, "Fu Yunhen, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Yunhen slowly opened his eyes, his dark eyes were covered with a layer of water vapor, and the water droplets on his face slowly rolled down, "I'm uncomfortable", his voice was hoarse, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and they pulled over Qingyuan One of his hands was submerged in the water, "It's right here, it's extremely uncomfortable."

The clear water gave an unobstructed view of the scenery below, and Qingyuan saw his hand being held by him. He stood there like a fool, until he suddenly came back to his senses when the warm touch came from his fingertips. , he suddenly pulled back to turn around and leave, but the person in the bathtub hugged him from behind like a water ghost.

Fu Yunhen was drenched all over, he stuck to Qingyuan's back tightly, and slowly kissed Qingyuan's red ear tips, the breath on his body was very hot, he gasped violently, and the arm that hugged him was so strong that Qingyuan couldn't help it. Can feel pain.

The sound of water and fog separated everything, as if nothing was real, Qingyuan could only hear Fu Yunhen's trembling voice, his chin resting on his shoulder, "I'm so hot, maybe I have a fever" , with a hoarse voice, as if crying, "Can you give me an injection, or I will die of pain."

The clothes on her body were untied and fell to the ground. The water in the bathtub slowly overflowed, wet the clothes just now, and crumpled together like a decadent flower.