Perfect Two

What is the relationship? This is the topic Fu Zhou is most reluctant to bring up right now.He didn't understand it himself, and the other person refused to let him understand it.He couldn't answer.

What is it?

The guy refused to admit that he was a boyfriend.Apart from that, there is only 419 relationship left, which Fu Zhou is unwilling to accept.So the two of them shouted like this, waiting for the other day to compromise first.

I just don't know if there will be such a day.Fu Zhou knew Cheng Xirong's temper, external force would only make him more resistant, no matter right or wrong, it would be the other way around.He is very good at tit for tat, can kill people, but also drain people.

Fu Zhou asked himself if he would change his mind and accept the current life.He didn't think so, but on second thought, isn't he in this kind of situation now?There was no other way but to keep going.

But in the future... Fu Zhou doesn't want to go on like this forever.When I was aggressive, I would think, forcing him to admit it, and asking him to say it himself, so that I could feel at ease.After being negative, I feel that these relationships are already stolen, it is not easy, and I don’t know when it will disappear.

You should be content with yourself.

Fu Zhou's emotions were shown through changes visible to the naked eye.Su Minglin was a little surprised, and asked back: "Does this arouse your feelings? You look... as if you have already made up the whole drama."

"It's nothing. You sleep on the sofa at night, there are pillows and quilts in the storage under it, you take them yourself."

Off topic too obvious, and clumsy.

Su Minglin asked strangely: "You and the little boss don't seem to be as simple as I thought. Aren't you in a relationship?"

The question that I thought would be ignored directly, turned out to be Fu Zhou's reply: "Don't talk nonsense, there isn't one."

Su Minglin looked dull: "No!? But between the two of you... it's a bit strange! Tell me first, have you slept?"

This sentence was in exchange for Fu Zhou's cold violence.Su Minglin was driven to sleep, lying on the sofa thinking.With this attitude, it is the default, and the two of them must have slept.But it's not confirmed yet...

Isn't that 419?

There is no such a stable 419, right?Everyone sleeps for a while, and then they will go their separate ways and there will be no intersection.The two of them are inseparable, this is simply... a bed partner?

Su Minglin felt a little worried about his mother.In his impression, senior brother's ability to deal with emotions is completely zero, after all, he has never seen senior brother showing affection for anyone.Su Minglin has always felt that his senior brother is a little flawed in the matter of "loving and being loved", and his heart is just like the indifference shown by him, it is a barren sandpit where no grass grows.

It's rare to see him being so serious about a person, he puts it on the tip of his heart and holds it in his palm. Su Minglin is not used to it, and he is also afraid that he will be extreme and behave inappropriately - it's strange that he has such worries.Thinking carefully about the stubbornness shown by his senior brother occasionally, Su Minglin also felt that this kind of worry was necessary.

Now, wait...

Su Minglin got up from the sofa, ran to the bedroom, and entered without knocking on the door: "Have you really slept with the little boss?"

Fu Zhou was undressing, his head had already come out of the T-shirt, his arms were still propped in the fabric, he turned his head and frowned: "Get out."

Su Minglin came in, closed the door of the room, and didn't care: "They're all men! You're still shirtless while you're making a skewer, what are you afraid of?"

Fu Zhou put his clothes back on again: "What's the matter?"

Su Minglin looked gossiping: "I'm just curious! Did you sleep with the little boss?"

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Fu Zhou was silent and did not speak.

"I'll take it as your acquiescence... But! Little Boss's body, don't you think about it at all? You are not afraid of him on the bed..."

"Get out!"

Successfully angered the senior brother... Su Minglin rolled out in despair, walked to the bathroom and heard the little boss calling for someone from inside.Su Minglin opened a crack in the door and asked him what was wrong.

"The shampoo fell out, pick it up for me."

Su Minglin: "...Can't you pick it up yourself!?"

Cheng Xirong's voice was so weak that the whole room swallowed most of it, and only a tiny bit came out: "The water is too hot, I'm bored."

Although he didn't understand the cause and effect, Su Minglin closed the door and went back to call Fu Zhou.Fu Zhou sighed inaudibly, feeling a little helpless, and didn't come out after entering the bathroom.

Su Minglin made up his mind, went back and nestled on the sofa and bit the corner of the quilt, feeling a little aggrieved.Why do you want to stay here!Not to mention sleeping on the sofa, but also eating dog food frequently!The two of them have openly engaged in bathroom paly, but I am here to watch their house!

never again!

In fact, it was not as glamorous as Su Minglin thought.Fu Zhou just squatted beside the bathtub, frowned and taught Cheng Xirong: "Have you heated the water?"

Cheng Xirong was half lying in the bathtub with his limbs removed, with his head hanging outside, and let out a weak "hmm".

Fu Zhou was a little annoyed: "Didn't you say you can't soak in too hot water?"

Cheng Xirong raised his head suddenly, his arms broke through the water, and he hugged Fu Zhou's neck directly, dripping wet.He also moved some outside, and stuck it on Fu Zhou's body, suppressing all the gravity: "But I'm so tired...the water is neither hot nor exhausted."

Fu Zhou was stiff all over for a long time, and finally sighed, while hugging Cheng Xirong's back, his mouth was still dissatisfied: "When the water is hot, you will be stuffy in it. Do you feel uncomfortable in your heart?"

The current Fu Zhou is too easy to coax... If he gets closer casually, he will lose his temper and stop talking.Wasn't he very stubborn before?

"It's a little bit of breathing. Fortunately, it's not particularly hot." Cheng Xirong succeeded in his goal, let go of his arms and continued, "I'm going to wash my hair."

Fu Zhou shook his shoulders and turned around: "Sit up, lean on."

"what?"

Fu Zhou didn't speak, and started to apply shampoo on the foaming net, and rubbed the cover on Cheng Xirong's head.Cheng Xirong narrowed his eyes comfortably: "Help me massage the scalp. The back, the top of the neck."

Needless to say, Fu Zhou has already started to act.

Cheng Xirong teased, "Your skills are quite professional! Where did you practice?"

Fu Zhou didn't answer, but instead asked him, "Did Chen Jingtian look for you today?"

Cheng Xirong's heart tightened, and his body reacted.The surface of the water rippled, and the scalp also tightened.Fu Zhou paused, as if he didn't notice anything, and continued to ask: "Is it because of the play?"

"Well, he's crazy, don't worry about it. It's all right now."

Fu Zhou chased after him and asked, "Did he say that you look too much like someone?"

"It doesn't take a day to look like it. Doesn't he look like it if he doesn't say it?"

Fu Zhou smiled lightly.

"why are you laughing?"

It's nothing, it's just someone, who is really confident in his sophistry.

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