Always taken a fancy to by dog ​​bloody paranoid male characters [Quick Transmigration]

As if aware of his concern, Shi Qiu's eyes gradually returned to his senses, he loosened his teeth, and his voice panted a bit: "Brother..."

"Well, I'm here." After receiving his response, Fu Sheng relaxed his movements and carefully stepped back a little to meet his gaze.

Shi Qiu's eyes were obviously fragile, and his lips were bitten by his teeth, soaking a little blood. Fu Sheng wanted to touch his lips with one hand, but he withdrew it because he was afraid of hurting him.

Shi Qiu tilted his head and touched his fingertips with his cheek, then whispered, "Brother, I want to go home..."

The touch of the fingertips was a little cold, Fu Sheng put his hands on his face in distress, and responded softly: "Let's go home."

After finishing speaking, Fu Sheng leaned over and hugged Shi Qiu by the waist, and Shi Qiu also wrapped his arms around his neck.

He buried his head on Fu Sheng's shoulder and hummed softly a few times, causing Fu Sheng to pat him on the back in distress.

Just when Fu Sheng was about to walk out of the dormitory, Shi Qiu, who was buried on his shoulder, suddenly raised his head to look at Cheng Yuhang who was standing beside him in a daze.

Shi Qiu's face was expressionless, his eyes were indifferent, but when he met Shang Cheng Yuhang's gaze, the corner of his mouth suddenly curled into a smile, his upper and lower lips touched, and he said silently:

"mine."

Because Fu Sheng was worried about Shi Qiu's physical condition, he walked fast all the way, so he put Shi Qiu in the back seat of the car, and sat beside him.

As soon as he closed the car door, Shi Qiu moved and leaned against him.

Fu Sheng hugged him even tighter, resting his chin on his head, and asked, "What's the matter? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Shi Qiu shook his head in his arms.

Fu Sheng didn't force him to answer, but just patted his back to comfort him carefully.

I don't know how long it took before a small whisper came from my arms: "I used to... When I was in the Chen family, my father treated me very badly, and sometimes he would come to my room and beat me when he was drunk... ...Brother, I don't know what I did wrong, and I also don't understand why Dad treats me like this..."

As he spoke, Shi Qiu's voice became choked with sobs, and his body trembled slightly, making Fu Sheng's heart sour.

Fu Sheng lowered his head and kissed his forehead, comfortingly said: "It's not your fault, Jiu Jiu, it has nothing to do with you, this kind of thing won't happen again in the future, I'm here."

Shi Qiu's fingers clenched the hem of Fu Sheng's clothes tightly, his body trembling unceasingly.

Fu Sheng stretched out his hand to hold his cheek.

Shi Qiu's eyes were red, and transparent tears flowed down unstoppably, wetting the place where Fu Sheng's palm touched his cheek.

Fu Sheng wiped away the teardrops on his cheeks with the back of his hand, and then kissed his eyelashes with his lips, until the pecked eyelids couldn't stop trembling.

The eyes seemed to be a sensitive part of Shi Qiu, and his tears were still flowing down, but the corners of his mouth and eyebrows raised uncontrollably.

Shi Qiu dodged backwards, but Fu Sheng held him there, and he couldn't help saying, "Itch..."

Fu Sheng kept his lips on his eyes and said, "Stop crying, okay? I want to see Jiujiu laugh."

Seeing that Shi Qiu didn't answer, Fu Sheng began to touch his eyelashes with his lips, and teased his palm with his fingers.

Shi Qiu couldn't hold back any longer, and let out a burst of laughter from his throat.

Perhaps it was because he had just cried, and his voice was obviously hoarse: "Stop crying...Brother, don't do it."

Seeing this, Fu Sheng was completely relieved, he pushed his body away slightly, and wiped away all the remaining tears on Shi Qiu's face with his fingertips.

"good."

Fu Sheng added: "Brother Jiujiu who doesn't cry is my favorite."

Hearing this, Shi Qiu immediately raised his head to meet his gaze, and asked, "Don't you like me?"

There was no expression on his face, but Fu Sheng could still see an imperceptible panic in it.

Fu Sheng quickly replied: "There is no dislike, I like all kinds of Jiujiu, but my brother doesn't like to watch Jiujiu cry."

As he spoke, Fu Sheng raised his hand and lightly touched the eyelashes you gave him with his fingertips.

Shi Qiu turned his head shyly, and after a few seconds of silence, he whispered, "Then I won't cry anymore, you should like me more..."

In the quiet carriage, Shi Qiu's voice seemed to be amplified countless times, no matter how soft he was, Fu Sheng could still hear him clearly.

Seeing his awkward state, Fu Sheng couldn't hold back a chuckle, and lowered his head again to kiss his eyelashes softly.

"walk home."

Because of this incident, Fu Sheng no longer wanted to take Shi Qiu out to play, so he called someone to bring dinner to him and had a meal with Shi Qiu at home.

After dinner, the two quietly leaned on the sofa and watched TV.

Just as Fu Sheng got up to pick up something, his cell phone rang suddenly, and a phone number with no notes was displayed on the screen.

Shi Qiu looked at the lit screen and paused for a moment. His eyes scanned the string of numbers, but he didn't intend to pick up or call Fu Sheng.

However, the person on the other side of the phone did not give up because of this, and called again after hanging up automatically.

Shi Qiu's eyes were calm, he stared at the phone silently, this time he finally got up and took Fu Sheng's phone, and walked towards the door.

As soon as Shi Qiu walked into the living room, he bumped into Fu Sheng who was carrying a paper bag.

Seeing him surprised, Fu Sheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why did you come out?"

Shi Qiu handed the phone forward, motioning to him: "Your phone."

Fu Sheng lowered his eyes and glanced at the phone screen, and said casually, "Jiujiu help me hang up, I have something in my hand."

"it is good."

Shi Qiu looked down at the phone screen, the corners of his mouth slightly raised at an angle that Fu Sheng couldn't see, and even the finger that hung up the phone showed a little lightness.

After hanging up the phone, Shi Qiu looked up at Fu Sheng's hand. He held a paper bag in one hand, and it was impossible to tell what was in it from the outside.

Fu Sheng switched the paper bag to one hand, and put the free hand around Shi Qiu's shoulder.

As he spoke, he led Shi Qiu towards the gym: "Snacks for a little glutton, otherwise I'd be yelling that I'm hungry again at night."

Fu Sheng's gym was originally a normal gym, but since Shi Qiu came, it has been transformed into a recreation room, which has complete equipment for watching movies, and even set up a snack stand for Shi Qiu, Fu Sheng The previous treadmills and other equipment have to give way to him.

As soon as Fu Sheng put down the bag, Shi Qiu couldn't help looking through it.

One bag contained Shi Qiu's favorite mousse cake, and the other contained some candied fruit, dried fruit, dried meat and other small snacks.

Shi Qiu reached out and took out a dried fruit and put it in his mouth, and said in a vague voice, "Isn't there still in the snack folder? Why did you buy so many?"

Fu Sheng took the jerky he held in his hand with his mouth, and replied, "Isn't it because you don't have enough to eat?"

Shi Qiu's cheeks puffed up, and he muttered angrily, "I'm not a pig, I can't eat that much!"

Fu Sheng snorted and poked his cheek with his fingertips: "Who says you are a pig, I love to raise you and watch you eat."

Shi Qiu's face was no longer as thin as it was when they first met.

After Fu Sheng's unremitting feeding, Shi Qiu's face became much rounder, and the soft flesh on his face became smoother, even when he was hugged, he was no longer so comfortable.

Fingers squeezed, Fu Sheng suddenly hugged him onto his lap.

He leaned slightly and was about to make a move when Shi Qiu put his hands on his chest to stop him.

Shi Qiu's eyes were wary: "What are you going to do?"

Fu Sheng: "..."

Fu Sheng lowered his eyes and looked at him silently. After a long while, he suddenly chuckled and said, "What do you think I want to do?"

Shi Qiu's eyes wandered: "How do I know what you are going to do?"

Fu Sheng stretched out his fingertips and hooked his chin frivolously: "What do you think I want to do, I will do it?"

Shi Qiu: "..."

Shi Qiu's cheeks flushed instantly, even if Fu Sheng wanted to give him a step down, he couldn't find a way, let alone Fu Sheng didn't intend to give him a step down.

Fu Sheng gave a clear "Oh" and pulled him into his arms forcefully: "What are we thinking about in Jiujiu's head, let's share it with brother."

"..."

Shi Qiu kept struggling in his arms, not even caring about the static electricity generated when his hair rubbed against his clothes: "I didn't! You talk nonsense!"

"Since I didn't think about it," Fu Sheng moved slightly as he spoke, and shifted his position inadvertently, "What's going on with us Jiujiu?"

"..."

Shi Qiu didn't want to speak out anymore, buried in Fu Sheng's arms, he didn't move.

With a smile on his face, Fu Sheng ran his fingers through his hair and touched his cheek.

After a while, he smiled and asked again: "Do you want to go to the toilet?"

Of course Shi Qiu heard the smile in Fu Sheng's tone, he ground his teeth in anger, then suddenly straightened up and threw Fu Sheng down on the sofa.

"You say it again!"

There was obvious embarrassment in his voice, and a vague attitude of breaking a can.

Shi Qiu straddled Fu Sheng's waist, with his palms resting on both sides of Fu Sheng's head.

Fu Sheng first looked at his flushed cheeks with a smile on his face, and then he looked down unhurriedly.

The moment he saw Shi Qiu's state clearly, Fu Sheng also let out a compliment: "Wow, it seems that our little Jiujiu is developing well."

This time, Shi Qiu's cheeks were not only red, but a large patch of red spread from the bottom of his neck, which was faster than painting with paint.

Shi Qiu's posture astride Fu Sheng's body was awkward for a moment, neither moving nor not moving.

After a while, he simply buried his head and gnawed at Fu Sheng's neck.

"Do not laugh!"

"Don't tell me either!"

"Don't make any noise!"

There was an itchy, wet touch on the side of the neck, as if a kitten or puppy was playing a game with the shit shoveler.

In addition to these, Fu Sheng could also feel Shi Qiu's scorching breath when he breathed, which made his auricles feel hot.

Fu Sheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he grabbed Shi Qiu's waist and abdomen and directly led him up.

Shi Qiu, who hadn't expected this action at all, had a dazed expression on his face, his mouth was slightly opened, and the rosy flesh of his tongue could be vaguely glimpsed.

After the nonsense just now, Shi Qiu's lips were covered with a layer of watery light, reflecting an attractive light under the warm light.

Fu Sheng's collar was wrinkled by his ferocious movements, and there were a few bright red marks on the chain bones at some point.

In the quiet room, there was no other sound except Shi Qiu's soft panting. The two looked at each other and did not move for a long time.

In the end, it was Shi Qiu who bowed down and took the lead to look away, his voice was a little dry: "What's wrong?"

Fu Sheng hugged his waist to make the two of them get closer, his sudden movement also made Shi Qiu's eyes widen, and he had to reach out to Fu Sheng's shoulders to maintain balance.

Fu Sheng's low and bewitching voice came out again from the quiet room.

"Brother is also in good spirits, what should I do?"

The author has something to say:

Jiujiu: sad?I pretended.

Second watch, six thousand is over!

(Where is this wrong, ahhh!)